Die Simpsons einmal ganz anders: Homer, Marge, Bart und Lisa lassen in der Form einer Musical-Passage die letzten Jahre ihres aufregenden Lebens in dem beschaulichen Städtchen Springfield Revue passieren. Natürlich geht es auch bei der Schließung eines Nachtclubs, der Auflösung der Freimaurerloge und dem lustigen Leben in der Bürgerversammlung recht turbulent zu. Eines aber machen die Simpsons ganz klar: Mit Musik kommt man auch mit den Problemen besser zurecht.
Die Familie rennt herein. Plötzlich bewegt sich der Fußboden wie ein Laufband von der Couch fort. Alle außer Homer schaffen es auf die Couch, er stolpert und wird weggezogen.
Clint & Mann: Gonna paint our wagon Gonna paint it good We ain't braggin' We're gonna coat the wood. Alle: They're gonna paint their wagon gonna paint it good they ain't braggin' they're gonna coat the wood.
Lee: I'm gonna paint this wagon I'm gonna paint it fine I'm going to use oil-based paint because this wood is pine. Frauen: Ponderosa Pine!
Lisa: You like musicals don't you dad? Homer: No, I don't, I think they're bad. They're fake and phony and totally wrong. Bart: Wake up dad, you're singing a song. Homer: I wouldn't, I couldn't, I hate that stuff. Marge: Now Homer, listen, I've had enough. In our family videos we have clearly seen you're a singing, dancing, entertainment machine.
Bart: Mom was right, your singing's a sin. You're as les misérable as Lee Marvin. Marge: Sure your dad's singing could make your hair curl but you too Bart have sung and danced like a girl. Bart: Eep.
Lisa: That was pretty bad Bart but it could have been worse you could have been carrying a sequined verse. Bart: I hate to dance, and prance and sing. That's really more of a Milhouse thing. Marge: I think you move like a young Baryshnikov. Snake: Nobody move, or I'll blow your heads off. Alle: Ohh. Snake: Ohh.
Marge: It's a desperate criminal on the run from the law please spare my children. Homer: And their damp-trousered pa. Snake: A singing family it's worse than I feared for hostage purposes you're just too weird. Bye! Homer: See? All this singing scared him away if we just talked like normal he'd probably stay. Lisa: Many people in this town sing like we do. There's Mr. Burns, there's Krusty, and even Apu.
Lisa: Because he was singing we overheard his plan and could save those dogs from that mean old man. Bart: It still wasn't worth Burns, a song and dance. Snake: I'm back so resume wetting your pants. Homer: OK. Snake: Because of you all I've got a tune in my head and the only way to stop it is to make you all dead.
Snake: Say your prayers, and then it's kablamo. Uh-oh, I'll be back when I get some ammo. Bye! Homer: Even the criminals are beginning to croon. Marge: Homey, this whole town runs on a tune. Our churches, our clubs, our government too. Bart: Springfield swings like a pendulum do. Lisa: We can't even get any local laws passed without everyone singing... like a big broadway cast.
Homer: All right Marge you've convinced me there are more terrible things than musical comedies where everyone sings. Lisa: There is something worse. Bart: And it really does blow. Alle: When a long running series does a cheesy clip show! Snake: I'm back to commit phelonious assault because your infernal singing just would not halt.