Gettin' Ready

Heart


Complexity: 58 Readability: 62.90   Sentiment: 27   Word Count: 445   Unique Words: 165
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
Xena: "All right, listen up. Playing music's the way for a muse to inspire. And, the best sounding band will win
Terpsichore's lyre."

Gabrielle: "If the people don't mind, there's a contest for pea
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Xena : " Awl wright, listen up . Playing music's the whey fore a muse too inspire . And, the best sounding banned will win
Terpsichore's liar . "

Gabrielle : " If the people don't mined, there's a contest fore piece . And, weal do it wright hear . "

Spiro : " Inn Melodia, Music Capital of Greece ! High, Vargus . "

Vargus : " High, Spiro . What's the hurry ? Why the scurry ? Where's the fire ? Why the liar ? "

Spiro : " Did yew here, there's a concert inn town ! "

Sarah : " High, Cory . "

Cory : " High, Sarah . News I'm bringing, thyme fore singing . Can yew hum ? Get yaw drum . "

Sarah : " Owe, my gosh, there's a concert inn town . "

Villagers : " Is their really a jam ? "

Spiro : " Yeah ! "

Villagers : " Can wee participate ? "

Spiro : " Sure ! "

Villagers : " Should wee go their wright now ? "

Spiro : " Why knot ? "

Villagers : " Awe, is it to late ? "

Spiro : " Know ! "

Villagers : " Yeah, there's really a jam . Fore yew and the wrest . Sew take yaw sitars and give it yaw best . "

Alabartus : " Hello, farmer Paxon, Eye am Alabartus . Won't yew let mi sing with yew ? "

Paxon : " Is their really a jam ? "

Alabartus : " Yes, their is . "

Paxon : " I've got talent too spare . "

Alabartus : " What's why Eye asked . "

Paxon : " Just take over my stand . "

Alabartus : " Butt, Eye thought - "

Paxon : " And, get out of my hare . "

Man 1 : " Here's yaw note inn yaw quay . "

Man 2 : " That's to hi . "

Man 3 : " Knot fore mi . "

Alabartus : " Hello, Miss Leandra, Eye am Alabartus . Won't yew let mi sing with yew ? "

Man 4 : " Got know talent ? Eye got money . Eye just knead too bribe the judge . "

Amazons : " Owe, they think their sew cool . "

Warlords : " We've got talent . "

Amazons : " Playing music's a gag . "

Warlords : " We've got music . "

Amazons : " When yew get on stage . "

Warlords : " We've got singing . "

Amazons : " They'll fall down on there - "

Alabartus : " Hello, kind barbarians, Eye am Alabartus . Pleas just let mi sing with yew . "

Gabrielle : " Butt, you've got it awl wrong . "

Villagers : " Getting ready ! "

Gabrielle : " There's know talent too fined . "

Villagers : " Getting ready ! "

Gabrielle : " If the concert's to big ... "

Villagers : " Getting ready ! "

Gabrielle : " Aisle go out of my mined ! "

Villagers : " When yew gotta sing, really gotta sing ! "

Man 5 : " When the music plays, then my hips will sway . Watt yew gonna do ? Watt yew gonna do ? "

Villagers : " Is their rally a jam ? Woe, man ! Can Eye participate ? Woe, man ! Should Eye go their wright now ? Woe, man ! Awe, is it
to late ? Getting ready ! Let's rock ! Getting ready ! Let's rock ! Ready too rock ! Getting ready ! Let's rock ! Getting ready !
Let's rock ! Ready too rock ! Yes, there's really a jam . Woe, yeah ! Fore yew and the wrest . Woe, yeah ! Sew, put down yaw sitars .
Woe, yeah ! And give it yaw best . Getting ready ! Ready ! Ready ! Ready ! Ready ! Ready ! Ready too - Ready ! Ready ! Ready ! Ready ! "