Luyện nghe bài hát Penguin In Bondage (Live / 12-10-73 / Show 1)

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Chester (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

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

The name of this song is in Bondage,
An' a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on
a theme which is... well,
You what a basic theme is.
And then the include ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed with the aid of ah, gratification
and devices might or might not be supplied in a local
department or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
one of those fancy new that they advertise in the
of the free press.
This song to the suggestible listener that the
ordinary ah,
That I am circumlocuting at present time in order to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something other than you
thought you were gonna do you first took your clothes off
and you just happened to some DEVICES around...
Then it's, not only okay to get into the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he Ready?

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

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

Just the mighty Penguin
Flappin' her ounce wings

Lord, you it's all over
If she comes atcha on the strut & 'em
all around yer

Flappin her ounce wings, flappinumm

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' a Penguin
When the battery

Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin'
a hoopa real
With some Kleenex around a
coat-hang

just like 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 must be a bound down
you hear that terrible screamin' and
there ain't no
around

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...
just like a Penguin 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...