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[Narrator] Black, a perfect black.
For eons, there was a silence.
Such silence was impenetrable and universal,
all consuming and unchallenged in its authority.
Nothing stirred, and nothing would.
It had been so that all was perfect and still
since the start of creation itself.
And yet, it was simply in a blinding, instantaneous flash
that the silence was broken.
(high intensity music)
The universe was born, and there would never be a moment
of total silence ever again.
And it was only with the passage of time
that the first planets began to form.
It was on one such planet
that life too eventually formed, planet Earth.
With great canyons and valleys for creatures to inhabit,
the world began transforming in unprecedented ways,
until eventually, man was born.
(high intensity music)
By the 20th century, man had long oversaw his own progress.
Electricity, the automobile,
the telephone,
atomic bombs, then, a man in outer space.
Evolution was ours.
By the 20th century, we had determined
that no other planet in our solar system was fit for life.
However, this determination does not exclude other planets,
the many, many planets buried in the furthest recesses
of outer space, places free from human awareness.
Could there be life out there?
Could there be life beyond our solar system?
And if so, could they pose a threat to us?
(high intensity music)
(lava spewing)
(high intensity music)
(high intensity music) (volcano hissing)
(shovel digging) (fire crackling)
(high intensity music) (metal clinking)
(lava spewing)
(machine beeping) (high intensity music)
(spaceship whirring)
(high intensity music)
(spaceship whirring) (high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(machine beeping) (machine hissing)
(high intensity music)
(spaceship whirring)
(high intensity music)
(alien faintly speaking)
(machine beeping) (machine hissing)
(high intensity music)
(spaceship whirring) (high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(upbeat music)
♪ The neon lights are calling ♪
♪ The city, she's alive ♪
♪ I'm feeling good, let's stomp some wood ♪
♪ Let's boogie and let's jive ♪
♪ The band sure is a playing fast ♪
♪ And the beer is oh so cold ♪
(Cindy laughing)
- [Cindy] What's your favorite monster, Eddie?
[Eddie] Um, say Frankenstein.
What about you?
[Cindy] Wolfman.
He's cool. (Eddie chuckling)
I like him. (upbeat music)
Wanna put that right there?
And, finished!
Looks nice.
(Eddie chuckling)
Can we do another one?
You sure?
It's kinda late, isn't it?
Yeah.
(Cindy and Eddie laughing)
(upbeat music)
Okay.
Sorry to break up the party,
but it's time for bed, Cindy.
Aw!
- It's okay, we can do another one tomorrow night,
all right?
- It's Friday night and you're putting puzzles together
with your sister?
Nothing to do, I guess.
- You could always come watch "Rawhide" on the television
with your father and I.
[Father] It's about to start, Helen!
Okay, dear!
- Think I'll just stay here and read some comics.
- Well, the offer still stands if you change your mind.
Night, Mom.
♪ In this dance hall where dreams take flight ♪
♪ You're the star of my Saturday night ♪
♪ Underneath that old moon filled night ♪
[Radio Host] And that was Big Todd McGee
with, "Going out Tonight."
And what y'all doing out tonight, Beutter County?
Wait, Frank just handed me some adverts.
Now, for a special announcement,
folks, may I have the pleasure of unveiling
to all of you, (high intensity music)
the grand opening of Dario's Pizza.
That's right, traditional, genuine, Italian pizza
just down... (radio host faintly speaking)
(high intensity music)
Jesus, Cullpepper!
Sorry.
Well, are you ready?
[Eddie] Ready for what?
[Chuck] It's Friday night!
Did you forget already? - Forget what?
- "The Atomic Creature" playing at The Exeter tonight.
Remember?
I just feel like staying in the night.
- Well, what do you want me to tell Mary Beth?
- You know Mary Beth would never go see a picture like that.
Eddie Joseph Makielski!
How do you know which kind of picture I wanna go see?
♪ The moon is so bright ♪ (sentimental music)
- Are you going to the Out of the World Dance next Friday?
Well, Donald Gleason asked me to go.
Oh. (dog barking)
But I haven't said yes yet.
Oh, why is that?
Well, he's not the one I want to go with.
- Hmm. - [Mary Beth] What about you?
If you're interested, I mean, I'm going.
I don't wanna be a burden or anything.
I mean, I like... - Mm.
- Like, I mean, I don't want to be like a problem,
but would you ever-
Who cares about some crummy dance?
We're gonna be late and get stuck with some lousy seats.
(sentimental music) (jack jingling)
Fine, we'll take the shortcut
through Farmer Gibbon's place,
save us some time.
Fine.
[Mary Beth] Evening, Professor.
Evening, Mary Beth, boys.
(match flicking)
♪ Oh, oh, darling ♪
(aircraft rumbling)
♪ Soft, gentle breeze ♪ Curious.
(phone ringing)
Professor Farnsworth speaking.
I hope I'm not interrupting your evening,
Professor Farnsworth.
Oh, that's quite all right, Jean.
- Mark Taylor just phoned me from the observatory,
and he said that he saw a peculiar incoming object
through the telescope.
And I thought you ought to know.
I saw it as well.
Probably just a meteoroid.
Possibly.
But he insisted its movements were entirely erratic.
See if you can track it.
Maybe we can get a group together Monday
and search for any remnants.
- Sure thing, Professor. - All right, then.
See you Monday. (phone clicking)
(television actor faintly speaking)
(phone clicking)
(typewriter clicking)
So what did the Mrs. have to say?
- I've been married to that woman for over 20 years.
She makes the same damn meal every Friday night,
Chipped beef on toast and stuffed celery.
Sounds like she needs some new recipes.
- You wanna know what she's making for dessert?
Frosted ham ribbon loaf.
- You wanna stop by my place tonight, Sheriff, for dinner?
Why? (typewriter clicking)
What's Maybelle making? (typewriter dinging)
I bet it's something good.
Her slow cooked pot roast with carrots
and potatoes garnish.
Fill you up like a tick.
Well, I'd love to Tommy,
but if the Mrs. found out I have supper with y'all,
I'd be sleeping on the Chesterfield for a week.
- Just so you know, Sheriff, the offer stands anytime.
(phone ringing)
That's awful kind of you, Tommy.
Sheriff's Office. (brooding music)
Yes, sir. (typewriter clicking)
Yes, sir.
A glow?
In the woods,
south of Lakewood College.
♪ I'd be happy all my life ♪
♪ With that aggravating beauty, Lulu Walls ♪
(brooding music) (aircraft rumbling)
Sweet Jesus!
The commies have finally done it!
It's a God damn invasion!
Not today, Nikita Khrushchev!
(brooding music)
(gun clicking) Who's out there?
What was that?
Was that Gibbons?
Probably just an owl
No, I think I heard it too.
You know that drunk has a shotgun, right?
Yeah, I'm aware.
[Gibbons] What the shit is this?
Ah, shit, he spotted us.
[Gibbons] God damn commies are invading!
You got five seconds to get off my land
and 10 seconds to get out of my country
before I shove two barrels
of American freedom up your head!
- Can you see him? - Yeah, I can see him.
He's screaming, but not at us.
Well, who's he screaming at then?
(Gibbons yelling) - I don't know.
He seems pretty worked up about it.
(gun clicking) (Gibbons muttering)
(Gibbons grunting) (gun clicking)
(brooding music) (owls calling)
(brooding music) (critters chattering)
(object creaking)
(brooding music) (critters chattering)
(brooding music) (critters chattering)
What the shit Jesus?
(brooding music) (critters exclaiming)
Who's out there?
(brooding music) (critters chattering)
(high intensity music) (alien clicking)
The hell kind of mutant cosmonaut are you?
(high intensity music) (gun firing)
(high intensity music)
(laser beam firing)
(high intensity music)
Oh, shit. (laser beam firing)
(Eddie gasping) (high intensity music)
(body thudding)
All right.
- [Sportscaster] And Loraine is wrapping her around-
- There we go. - [Sportscaster] the ropes,
and she's really giving her the works.
Come on, now!
- [Sportscaster] Socked between the shoulder blades-
Rip her top off! (drink sloshing)
Rip her top off!
- [Sportscaster] on those ropes and (indistinct).
The referee is stopping the match!
Disqualifying the... Aw, hell!
- [Sportscaster] The referee has disqualified
Lorraine Johnson, and we'll be right back, folks.
[Presenter] Breweries is the beer
with the one big difference.
♪ It's Drewrys for you ♪
(upbeat music)
♪ It's Drewrys for me ♪
(upbeat music)
I'd sure like to wrestle her.
♪ That's a big difference in beer is Big D ♪
♪ So much more flavor ♪
♪ And less filling too ♪
(brooding music) (door creaking)
Professor Farnsworth,
there was a man, and then, he had a pack.
And he was near Gibbons on a farm and it was night.
(children drowned out by other children speaking)
Okay, calm down!
(chair creaking) (book thudding)
(match flicking) (pipe crackling)
(Mr. Farnsworth exhaling)
(upbeat music)
Now, what's all this excitement about?
Farmer Gibbons is dead.
You gotta call Sheriff Wilcox now!
Dead?
Well, what happened to him?
His head is just blown clean off!
By a creature from another world.
(sentimental music)
Look, we don't know what we saw,
but someone or something just shot him.
Now, this wouldn't be some sort of prank,
Mary Beth? - [Mary Beth] No, honest!
Just-
You wouldn't want me calling your folks.
Call Sheriff Wilcox, please!
There's something strange going on here!
(sentimental music)
What are you waiting for?
Clarence Gibbons is dead!
♪ Well, I'm sitting on the porch with my heart in my hand ♪
♪ Watching the sunset over this lonely land ♪
♪ I've been a drifting and a rambling ♪
♪ Through dust and through rain ♪
♪ But I can't seem ♪ (phone ringing)
♪ To shake off this heartache and pain ♪
♪ Why did you lead me in ♪ (phone ringing)
♪ I've searching for solice ♪
Sheriff's Office.
Hold on, Professor.
Okay, they saw what now? (upbeat music)
Clarence Gibbon? (pencil clattering)
Well, I admit, that damn drunk's as crazy as a dog
in a hubcap factory.
But I reckon he was just taking pot-shots at coons again.
I think you have some excited kids with wild imaginations.
Look, I got Tommy out on another call right now,
but if it makes you feel better,
I'll have him swing by
and take a look when he's done with that en, all right?
Go on and send them kids home.
(phone clicking)
♪ And I've left you to roam ♪
♪ In this lonesome old world without ♪
(engine rumbling) (brakes squeaking)
(critters chattering) - [Sheriff] Tommy, come in.
Yeah, Rossy here, come back.
- Listen, I need you to swing by the Gibbon's place
and check on that old fool.
He's shooting that damn shotgun again.
Roger that, Sheriff.
I just pulled into the Marko place out here.
I'll get on that as soon as I get done
with barnyard mystery.
Standing by.
- I ain't never gonna get home for dinner tonight.
Lord above.
[Marko] Why?
And my chickens!
- What's this European Clydehopper up to now?
Mr. Marko?
Mr. Marko?
Hey, Sheriff!
It's Deputy, thank you.
You made a call on the Sheriff's Office?
No, sheriff, I didn't call, no.
My wife, she called.
Okay, and what is this pertaining to?
This guy, guy is killing my chickens.
He's ripping the head off.
Your chicken.
Who did this?
This guy.
He look like a underwater Olympic gymnast.
And he did what now?
Killing my chicken with like instrument.
An instrument?
Yeah, it's not like tuba, Sheriff.
It's more like bicycle pump, okay?
It look like a, it's got a pointy thing on the end.
It shoot like red light, maybe blue light.
No, Sheriff, it's red light.
I don't think the color matters, sir.
No problem, okay? (gun clattering)
I'll take care of it, eh? - No, no, no.
Wait, sir, please!
I will investigate the situation on your property.
Please, you can rest here.
I will get back to you as soon as possible.
Are you sure?
Yes, sir.
Okay, well, hold on, Sheriff.
Hold on!
Let me put the gun away.
I'm gonna go with you, okay?
I have Fox Deluxe, eh?
- No, I cannot partake while I'm on duty, sir.
I appreciate the offer.
Oh, okay, if you're sure.
I wait here.
I drink.
When you come back, we drink together, huh?
Thank you, Mr. Marko.
I will get right back to you.
Okay, Sheriff.
Good luck, eh?
All right, thank you.
And it's Deputy, thank you.
What?
(brooding music)
Good luck, Sheriff!
(brooding music)
(door creaking) (door closing)
(brooding music)
(high intensity music)
There's nothing we can do, Eddie.
- Yeah, we'll just let the grownups handle this one.
Besides, do you wanna get vaporized or something?
- I don't want anyone to get vaporized, Chuck!
Who knows who could be next?
It could be us, friends, family.
You saw what happened to Gibbons, and he had a shotgun!
- I wouldn't mind if he vaporized my step daddy.
- Chuck, you need to take this a little more seriously.
- Well, what are we supposed to do then, huh?
Kindly ask them to not decapitate the good people
of Beutter County?
That's enough, Chuck!
He's right though, Eddie.
What can we do?
I don't know.
We don't do something now,
there won't be nobody left to do something later.
(critters croaking) (tool buzzing)
Excuse me, sir?
Can you stand up, please?
Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to turn around, please.
We're gonna have a little talk here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
I need you to put that away.
I need you to put that away now,
so we can have a discussion,
like two normal gentlemen.
(tool clicking off)
Thank you, sir.
I appreciate that.
Now, is that a dead chicken you have there?
(blood dripping)
What is going on here?
Do you understand me now?
What are you wearing on your head?
Boy, are you some sort of pilot or something?
Did you have a crash? whoa!
(laser beam firing) (Tommy grunting)
(gun firing) My bowling hand!
(high intensity music) (Tommy yelling)
(blood spurting) (Tommy groaning)
Why'd you have to do that, mister?
(laser beam firing) (Tommy groaning)
(Tommy thudding on ground)
(high intensity music) (critters calling)
(critters calling)
(critters calling)
Gibbon!
Is that you?
Poor bastard. (high intensity music)
Drunken hillbillies
and shotguns are not a good combination.
(high intensity music)
Even a hillbilly like you couldn't be that drunk.
(high intensity music)
Curious.
(high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
Jesus, Mary, and-
Joseph?
You're fourth in line right now.
I've been getting whack a doodle calls all damn night!
Now, you sit tight.
I'll send Rossy by just as soon as I can.
Okay.
All right.
Okay.
You tell Erdle May I said bye to you.
(phone clicking)
(high intensity music)
Rossy, come back now.
(radio static hissing)
Rossy, you out there?
(radio static hissing) (high intensity music)
Tommy, pick up the damn radio!
(radio static hissing)
(high intensity music)
(keys clattering)
(high intensity music)
(gun clattering)
Going after him, aren't you, Sheriff?
Going after who, Hank?
The God damn spaceman!
It's like I told Tommy earlier, I saw a green man
with a fish bowl on his head, digging the hole off the back
of Montgomery Lawson's place.
Then, he jumped into some sort
of flying space capsule and flew off!
- Hank, I believe the only thing you've seen tonight is
the bottom of a whiskey bottle.
- Well, I do like to drink a little, Sheriff.
Okay, a lot.
But I know what I saw!
- Well, what you say is true, make room in there.
I always get my man.
Ain't no man, Sheriff!
(phone ringing) (door closing)
(phone ringing)
(woman screaming)
(alien growling) (high intensity music)
(alien roaring)
(high intensity music)
(alien growling)
(alien roaring) (high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(spaceship warbling)
(owl hooting)
(high intensity music)
Well, hot dog.
Ruby Jean?
(high intensity music)
What a God damn waste.
(high intensity music)
Did you do this to Ruby Jean?
(high intensity music) You bastard!
(bones snapping) (victim screaming)
(high intensity music) (alien growling)
(tissue squelching) (alien growling)
(victim screaming) (high intensity music)
(victim screaming) (high intensity music)
(alien growling)
(brooding music)
(brooding music)
(brooding music)
(brooding music)
(glass clinking)
(brooding music)
(machine whirring)
Curious.
(brooding music)
(machine clicking)
(brooding music)
(machine chiming)
(machine chiming) (machine whirring)
(machine beeping) (machine whirring)
(brooding music)
(machine chiming) (machine whirring)
Remarkable!
They travel the universe seeking new life forms!
(machine beeping)
(brooding music) They're explorers!
(machine chiming) (machine beeping)
(high intensity music) (machine whirring)
(machine beeping)
Jean?
Jean!
(machine beeping)
(tool whirring)
(body sizzling)
Jean!
Jean!
Jean!
(machine beeping) (high intensity music)
I'll get you out, Jean.
Hold on tight, Jean!
(machine beeping)
Jean! (high intensity music)
Rossy, come in. (radio static hissing)
Tommy, come in. (radio static hissing)
(high intensity music)
(machine whirring) (glass clinking)
Jean!
They're not explorers.
They're conquerors!
(machine beeping) (high intensity music)
Wait one moment, Jean!
I'll get you out of there.
(machine chiming)
(machine beeping)
(laser beam firing) (space craft whirring)
(alarm ringing) (high intensity music)
(space craft rumbling) (high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(laser beam exploding)
(laser beam firing) (alarm ringing)
(engine rumbling) (alarm ringing)
Hold tight, Jean.
I will return.
(high intensity music) (engine rumbling)
(alarm ringing)
(high intensity music)
I'm going.
I'm going with you.
(high intensity music)
You're outta your minds.
(high intensity music)
Then stay.
(supplies clattering)
(high intensity music)
Well, I'm obviously going with you.
(high intensity music)
(alarm ringing)
(buttons clicking) (machine beeping)
(machine whirring) (buttons clicking)
Professor?
What are you doing out here?
And what was that bright light I saw?
There's no time to explain.
There's a spaceship from another world in that clearing,
and if I'm correct,
they intend to take over the Earth!
Spaceship?
You're starting to sound like Gibbons.
You've been sampling his corn liquor?
This is no time for jokes.
We need to act fast!
(space craft whirring) (high intensity music)
What on earth?
I can assure you, Sheriff,
that sound you're hearing is not of this earth.
Now, we must move quickly!
Well, lead the way.
(space craft whirring) (high intensity music)
(space craft whirring) (high intensity music)
Is that Gibbons?
What's left of him.
Where in the hell's his head?
You haven't been listening. Sheriff.
Under no circumstances must we allow that ship
to leave this planet.
And if I'm correct,
they won't be able to.
Well, what's that supposed to be?
I think it's some sort of fuel cell.
I'm not gonna wait and find out.
No, no, it's too risky!
From what you've told me,
that ship is nothing but bad news in every direction.
My assistant, Jean Lockyear, is on that craft.
Okay, Wernher von Braun,
what are we gonna do about it? (space craft whirring)
We need to come up with a plan
to get that alien off that
ship.
Quick, Sheriff, take your shot!
We may not get another chance!
Only need one shot, Professor.
(high intensity music)
(alien growling) (laser beam firing)
Sheriff!
(laser beam firing) (high intensity music)
(bones crunching) (Professor Farnsworth yelling)
Professor!
You must get that fuel cell!
Get that fuel cell!
(laser beam firing) (high intensity music)
(alien growling)
Go for it, Eddie!
I've got you covered.
- Why do I gotta go? - You're faster than me.
And besides, I got a supinated gait.
- What does your front gate gotta do with anything?
- What? - What?
You said front gate? - I'll do it.
- What? - No, I'll do it.
I got it, okay?
I got it.
(Professor Farnsworth groaning)
(bones cracking)
(Professor Farnsworth yelling)
(high intensity music)
(wood cracking) (shirt ripping)
(Professor Farnsworth groaning)
I'll distract him.
On three.
One, (alien growling)
two,
three!
(laser beam firing) (branches falling)
(high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
Oh, sh-
(gun firing)
(skin sizzling) (Chuck screaming)
[Eddie] Chuck!
(Chuck vomiting)
(Chuck choking) (Chuck vomiting)
(tissue squelching) (skin sizzling)
(Chuck screaming) (high intensity music)
(skin sizzling) (Chuck screaming)
(Chuck screaming) (high intensity music)
(skin bubbling) (Chuck screaming)
(tissue squelching)
(Chuck panting)
(Chuck falling) (high intensity music)
No!
Eddie! (laser beam firing)
(alien growling) (high intensity music)
What are we gonna do, Eddie?
Where's it at?
Where's my slingshot?
Where's it at?
Okay, okay, okay.
We got one shot, okay.
(slingshot stretching) (slingshot firing)
(glass clanking) (alien growling)
(high intensity music) (alien growling)
Okay, I need another rock or something.
Hurry!
(alien growling) (high intensity music)
[Mary Beth] Here!
Take this.
(high intensity music)
Eddie, hurry!
You must act now.
(slingshot stretching)
Steady.
(slingshot stretching) - [Eddie] Come on.
Steady. (slingshot firing)
(high intensity music)
(jack thudding)
(hose stretching) (hose busting)
(air hissing) (alien growling)
(high intensity music) (alien growling)
- I hope you enjoyed your time here in Beutter County,
(alien growling)
but now, it's time for you to go.
(gun clicking) (high intensity music)
(gun firing) (alien exploding)
(high intensity music) (blood dripping)
Bingo.
(crickets chirping)
(Professor Farnsworth groaning)
(critters chattering)
Nice shot, Sheriff.
- Couldn't have done it without the help of these kids.
- Where do you think he came from, Professor?
He came from another world, Eddie.
But he underestimated our ability to fight back.
Come, Sheriff,
let's get Jean off that ship.
(sentimental music) (critters chattering)
Poor Chuck.
(sentimental music)
I'm sorry for your loss, Eddie.
- Uh-huh.
(sentimental music) (critters chattering)
(tissue squelching)
♪ I saw you shining in the night ♪
♪ A silver hue ♪
♪ Bright like a dream ♪
♪ Oh, how you gleam ♪ (Eddie sighing)
♪ What makes me gaze ♪
You wanna go to the dance?
♪ The way that I do ♪
It took you long enough to ask.
♪ Oh, I'm so in love with you ♪
(sentimental music)
♪ With every twinkle ♪
♪ My heart sighs ♪
♪ In your glow, the world feels new ♪
♪ So close, yet far ♪
♪ My evening star ♪
♪ Holding me tight the way lovers do ♪
♪ Old fool, my heart belongs to you ♪
(brooding music)
(laser beam crackling) (high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(high intensity music)
(laser beam powering down)
(high intensity music) (space crafts whirring)
(high intensity music)
(upbeat music)
♪ So let's run, run around all night long ♪
♪ Hit the town ♪
♪ What on earth could go wrong ♪
♪ Run around ♪
♪ Hope I'm not coming off strong ♪
♪ Feel the sound, boogie down ♪
♪ Dance to the very last song ♪
♪ So let's run, run all night long ♪
♪ Run around all night long ♪
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
♪ Well, we'll hop in my car ♪
♪ It's a shiny new thing ♪
♪ We'll cruise on down the avenue ♪
♪ Just you and me ♪
♪ While the neon signs flicker ♪
♪ Do like this all night ♪
♪ I'll pull you close ♪
♪ Yeah, you feel so right ♪
♪ So let's run, run around all night long ♪
♪ Hit the town, fool around ♪
♪ What on earth could go wrong ♪
♪ Run around, hope I'm not coming off strong ♪
♪ Feel the sound, boogie down ♪
♪ Dance to the very last song ♪
♪ So let's run around all night, run around all night long ♪
(upbeat music)
♪ You can give me the shakes ♪
♪ Oh, yes, kissin' at the drive in ♪
♪ We'll be out past midnight ♪
♪ Oh, a tank full of gas ♪
♪ Ooh, yeah, let's go everywhere ♪
♪ We got no where to be ♪
(upbeat music) (singers vocalizing)
(upbeat music) (singers vocalizing)
♪ So let's run, run around all night long ♪
♪ So let's run, run around all night long ♪
♪ Hit the town, fool around ♪
♪ What on earth could go wrong ♪
♪ Run around, hope I'm not coming off strong ♪
♪ Feel the sound ♪
One, two, three!
(mechanical effect hissing)
♪ Run around all night long ♪
(Professor Farnsworth groaning)
(crew member laughing)
[Crew Member] Go!
Get back, Dan. - [Dan] Fuck!
(keys jingling) (crickets chirping)
(crew member chuckling)
(crew member faintly speaking)
(alien exploding)
(crew members laughing)
[Crew Member] Holy shit!
(upbeat music)
♪ The neon lights are calling ♪
♪ The city, she's alive ♪
♪ I'm feeling good, let's stomp some wood ♪
♪ Let's boogie and let's jive ♪
♪ The band sure is a playing fast ♪
♪ And the beer is oh so cold ♪
♪ I'm feeling tight, we're going to swing all night ♪
♪ Get hotter than that stove ♪ (upbeat music)
♪ We're going out tonight, 'til the morning light ♪
♪ Gonna paint this town red ♪
♪ We're going to have a ball ♪
♪ Stomp the wall, get liquored and get fed ♪
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