Lyle Lanely: (begins to chant rhythmically)Well sir, there’s nothing on Earth like a genuine, bona-fide, electrified, six-car monorail! What’d I say?
Lyle Lanely: What’s it called?
Patty and Selma: Monorail.
Lyle Lanely: That’s right, monorail!
Crowd:(chanting)Monorail. Monorail. Monorail.
Miss Hoover: I hear those things are awfully loud.
Lyle Lanely: It glides as softly as a cloud.
Apu: Is there a chance the track could bend?
Lyle Lanely: Not on your life, my Hindu friend.
Barney: What about us brain-dead slobs?
Lyle Lanely: You’ll be given cushy jobs.
Abe: Were you sent here by the devil?
Lyle Lanely: No, good sir, I’m on the level.
Chief Wiggum: The ring came off my pudding can.
Lyle Lanely: Take my pen knife, my good man. I swear, it’s Springfield’s only choice! Throw up your hands and raise your voice!
Crowd: (singing)Monorail…
Lyle Lanely: (speaking) What’s it called?
Crowd: (singing) Monorail…
Crowd: (singing] Monoraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaail!
Marge:(speaking)But, Main Street is still all cracked and broken.
Bart: (speaking )Sorry, Mom the mob has spoken.
Crowd: (singing)Monoraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaail!
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