Luyện nghe bài hát Penguin in Bondage

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Ruth (percussion)
simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
murphy brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Chester (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I use a little bit more monitor.
hello, can't you turn up any more than that?
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The name of this is penguin in bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible 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 they advertise in the
of the free press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this present time in to get
text on television,
Is that ah, if you do something other than what you
Thought you were gonna do when you first your clothes off
And you just happened to have devices around...
Then it's, it's not only to get into 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 penguin
her eight ounce wings

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

Flappin her ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a in bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' like a
the battery fail

Lord, you must be havin' her through
A real fire
With kleenex wrapped around a
wire

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

Howlin' over to
moon

In the frostbite
With her flaps gone
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop the room

Lord, you know it be a penguin bound down
When you that terrible screamin' and
There no other
around

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

Aw, you must be
Not to her straps
Too

`cause she might box yer dog
She just might box yer
An' leave you a dog biscuit...