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)
Parlato (bass)
Napoleon Murphy (saxophone, vocals)
Ruth (synthesizer, marimba)
Vliet (harmonica)
Louanne (harp)
Ladron De Guevara (background vocals)
Sharkie (background vocals)

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

Disco boy, your the king, aw the
disco thing made you someday that you
just 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 alone, but you can kiss his comb.

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

Disco boy, do the bump every night, 'til the girl
really right, gonna fall for your line,
and you a box full of chicken delight.

Disco so demure,
pump booty all across the floor.
A disco drink, a wink,
you never go duty that's you think.
You never go duty 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 your hair again.
Disco boy! They're closing the bar, and
leaving your friend.

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

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

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