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 Murphy (saxophone, vocals)
Ruth (synthesizer, marimba)
Donnie (harmonica)
Neil (harp)
Ruben De Guevara (background vocals)
Sharkie (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, the disco king, aw the
disco made you think someday that you
might go somewhere.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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