Luyện nghe bài hát Disco Boy (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-28-77 / Show 2)

Terry Bozzio (drums, vocals)
Moire (vocals)
Andre (organ, vocals)
Roy (bass, vocals)
Dave (bass)
Napoleon Murphy (saxophone, vocals)
Ruth (synthesizer, marimba)
Vliet (harmonica)
Louanne (harp)
Ruben Ladron De (background vocals)
Barker (background vocals)

Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb hair.
Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check shoulders,
'cause some might be hiding there.

Disco boy, your the king, aw the
disco made you think someday that you
might go somewhere.

Disco girl, you're outa sight, you a
boy, to treat you right.
He'll do a little dance, take you tonight.
Leave his hair alone, but you can his comb.

boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.
Disco boy! Shake it more than times and you're
playing with it while standing there.

boy, do the bump every night, 'til the disco girl
who's really right, gonna for your line,
and feed you a box of chicken delight.

chit-chat so demure,
pump that all across the floor.
A drink, a disco wink,
you never go that's what you think.
You never go that's what you think.
You never go duty what you think.

Duty. Go duty!
Duty. Go duty!
Duty. You go duty.
Duty. You go duty.
Duty. You go duty.
Duty. You go duty.
You duty. Go duty.
Duty. You duty.

Disco boy! You got one more chance, to comb your again.
Disco boy! They're the bar, and she's
leaving with friend.

Disco boy, the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and
try it again, to get a lay tomorrow.

Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord you
still got hands, to help you do jerkin' that'll
blot out disco sorrow.

It's disco love tonight. Make you look alright.
It's love tonight. Make sure you look alright.