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Jessica DiCicco, Grey Griffin, Catherine Taber
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from your maxilla to your metatarsal,
- Oh, I know. How about a family trapeze act?
Is the cat fighting the possum again?
- The place he always goes when he's sad--the whirl-n-twirl.
It's called "Plastic Bag Blown Through the Gutter of Life," - All right, dudes, let's try busting out this jam.
- I know. How about a family beauty pageant?
♪ Dodging girls like ping pong balls ♪
Calf roping is much better. - You're right.
♪ Lost and alone like toast without butter ♪ - ♪ Plastic bag blowing through the gutter ♪
This time, let's try to step it up a notch.
♪ Diapers you can smell for miles ♪
- Hey, guys, I'm a backup dancer.
- As my idol, Mick Swagger, says,
- BOTH: Dude!
But everything I write is garbage.
Boom-chicka-gah-de-gah! Chi-chi-chicka-dah-dah-dah! I knew this day would come. Okay, here we go.
♪ Lost and alone like toast without butter ♪ - ♪ Plastic bag blowing through the gutter ♪
- Yeah, I couldn't carry a tune if it had a handle.
I've dabble in music myself.
- Just because you've fracture every bone
- DAD: Well, if you all insist.
He's gonna be scout for local talent at the Family Fun Fair. Mick Swagger's in town.
and you guys are mess it up!
- It's suppose to be a song.
I forgot the one rule of rock 'n roll.
This is my chance to be discover,
It's called "Plastic Bag Blown Through the Gutter of Life," - All right, dudes, let's try busting out this jam.
Apology accept! - [Velcro ripping]
- [British accent] Oy, have you hear, mate? it's all about having fun.
But I'm wicked block.
You mind?
- DAD: You mean it? - Yes!
- You literally just fire your own dad.
I act like a real bonehead today.
You guys look like you were having fun out there.
I love that passion on the cowbell. And you were great, too.
- But we literally have no musical talent.
Luna Loud!
♪ Time for me to go solo
music by yours truly.
♪ Lost and alone like toast without butter ♪ - ♪ Plastic bag blowing through the gutter ♪
No, Leni, you don't actually sing the words "backup."
Dudes, this is the worst rehearsal I've ever seen. - LUNA: [growling] No-o-o.
- The place he always goes when he's sad--the whirl-n-twirl.
Never mind, that would take years to prepare for.
Is the cat fighting the possum again?
- [electric piano music] - Nah, too pop-y.
Calf roping is much better. - You're right.
who didn't even show up.
All right, Louds. One, two, three.
Where's Dad? - Wait. It's not a family band yet.
♪ Just to reach the bathroom on time ♪
Um, could you just dial it back a bit?
Now, who wants to have fun?
- Dad, cowbell solo. - Seriously?
[electric piano music] - Nah, too depressing. - [electric piano music] - Nah, too pop-y.
- ♪ Crashing through the crowded halls ♪
although it ended on a... on a sour note.
♪ In the Loud House, in the Loud House ♪
- And you were brilliant.
- That's okay. Neither do we.
- Hey, guys, I'm a backup dancer.
- No, it's not sweet.
- But we literally have no musical talent.
Dudes, this is the worst rehearsal I've ever seen. - LUNA: [growling] No-o-o.
- Well, when was the last time you had fun?
- Uh, guys? A little help?
You know, your old man used to be in a band, We're starting a family band. - DAD: Oh! Oh!
This could be my big break, man!
- You literally just fired your own dad.
He's gonna be scouting for local talent at the Family Fun Fair. Mick Swagger's in town.
- You're right.