Lyle Lanley: Well, Sir, There's Nothing On Earth

Like A Genuine,

Bona Fide,

Electrified,

Six-car

Monorail!

What'd I Say?

Ned Flanders: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: What's It Called?

Patty+Selma: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: That's Right! Monorail!

[crowd Chants `Monorail' Softly And Rhythmically]

Miss Hoover: I Hear Those Things Are Awfully Loud...

Lyle Lanley: It Glides As Softly As A Cloud.

Apu: Is There A Chance The Track Could Bend?

Lyle Lanley: Not On Your Life, My Hindu Friend.

Barney: What About Us Brain-dead Slobs?

Lyle Lanley: You'll Be Given Cushy Jobs.

Abe: Were You Sent Here By The Devil?

Lyle Lanley: No, Good Sir, I'm On The Level.

Wiggum: The Ring Came Off My Pudding Can.

Lyle Lanley: Take My Pen Knife, My Good Man.

I Swear It's Springfield's Only Choice...

Throw Up Your Hands And Raise Your Voice!

All: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: What's It Called?

All: Monorail!

Lyle Lanley: Once Again...

All: Monorail!

Marge: But Main Street's Still All Cracked And Broken...

Bart: Sorry, Mom, The Mob Has Spoken!

All: Monorail!

Monorail!

Monorail!

[big Finish]

Monorail!

Homer: Mono... D'oh!