Luyện nghe bài hát Penguin in Bondage

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon murphy (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
humphrey (drums)
Chester (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I use a little bit more monitor.
Hello hello, you turn up any more than that?
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The name of song is penguin in bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals with the variations on
A basic which is...well,
You what a basic theme is.
And then the variations include ah, that might be
Executed with the aid of ah, gratification
And which might or might not be supplied in a local
Department store or perhaps a drugstore but at very in
One of those fancy new shops that advertise in the
of the free press.
This song suggests to the listener that the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at present time in order to get
This on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something than what you
Thought you were gonna do when you first took your off
And you just happened to have some around...
Then it's, it's not only okay to get the
of it all but...hey!
What did he ready?

She's like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...

Way on the wet side
Of the bed (knirps for moisture)

Just like the mighty
Flappin' her eight wings

Lord, you know all over
If she atcha on the strut & wrap `em
All yer head

her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just a penguin in bondage, boy

up the pale-dry
ale
Tremblin' a penguin
the battery fail

Lord, you must be her jumpin' through
A real fire
With some wrapped around a
Coat-hang

She's like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...

Howlin' to some
Antarcticulated

In the frostbite
her flaps gone white
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the

Lord, you know it be a penguin bound down
When you that terrible screamin' and
ain't no other
Birds

She's like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...
She's just like a in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...

Aw, you be careful
Not to leave her
Too

`cause she might box yer dog
She just might box yer
An' you a dried-up dog biscuit...