Luyện nghe bài hát Disco Boy (Live At The Palladium, NYC / 10-30-77)

Terry Bozzio (drums, vocals)
Davey (vocals)
Andre (organ, vocals)
Roy (bass, vocals)
Parlato (bass)
Napoleon Brock (saxophone, vocals)
Underwood (synthesizer, marimba)
Donnie (harmonica)
Neil (harp)
Ruben De Guevara (background vocals)
Sharkie (background vocals)

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

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

Disco girl, you're outa sight, you a
disco boy, to you right.
do a little dance, take you home tonight.
Leave his hair alone, but you can 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 every night, 'til the disco girl
who's really right, fall for your line,
and feed you a box of chicken delight.

Disco so demure,
pump that all across the floor.
A disco drink, a wink,
you never go duty that's you think.
You go duty that's what you think.
You never go duty that's 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 the bar, and she's
leaving your friend.

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

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

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