Happy Birthday, Mr. Burns

Smithers: Here are several fine young men, who I'm sure will go far. Ladies and Gentlemen, The Ramones!

Mr. Burns: Ah, These minstrels will sooth my jangled nerves.

The Ramones: I'd just like to say, this gig sucks!
Hey, up yours Springfield

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Happy Birthday To You!
(Happy Birthday!)
Happy Birthday To You!
(Happy Birthday!)
Happy Birthday Burnsie,
Happy Birthday To You!

Go to Hell you old bastard!

Hey, I think they liked us.

Burns: Have the Roling Stones killed.

Smithers: But sir, they aren't...

Burns: Do as I say!