Smithers: And now several young men that surely will go far. Ladies and gentlemen: the Ramones!
Mr. Burns: Ah, These minstrels will sooth my jangled nerves.
Joey: I just like to say this gig sucks!
Johnny: Hey, up yours, Springfield.
CJ: 1-2-3-4!
Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday Burnsy, happy birthday to you!
CJ: Go to hell, you old bastard!
Marky: Hey, I think they liked us!
Mr. Burns: Have the Rolling Stones killed!
Smithers: But sir, thoese weren’t…
Mr. Burns: Do as I say!
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