Frank (lead guitar, vocals) Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals) Tom (bass) Ruth (percussion) Simmons (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 turn up any more than hello, hey! Alright! me folks.
The name of this song is in Bondage, An' it's a song that ah, deals with the variations on a basic which is... well, You understand what a basic is. And then the include ah, manoeuvres that might be executed with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial and devices which might or might not be supplied in a store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in one of fancy new shops that they advertise in the back-pages of the press. song suggests to the suggestible listener that the ordinary ah, That I am circumlocuting at this present time in to get this 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 happened to have some DEVICES around... Then it's, it's not only to get into the of it all but... Hey! What did he Ready?
just like a penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Way over on the wet Of the bed (Knirps for moisture)
Just the mighty Penguin Flappin' her eight wings
Lord, you it's all over If she atcha on the strut & wrap 'em all yer head
her eight ounce wings, flappinumm
She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Shake up the ale Tremblin' like a When the fail
Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin' a hoopa fire With some wrapped around a coat-hang
She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Howlin' to some moon
In the frostbite With her flaps white as she spot the hoop across the room
Lord, you know it must be a bound down When you that terrible screamin' and there ain't no around
She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Aw, you must be Not to leave her TOO
she just might box yer dog She might box yer doggie An' you a dried-up dog biscuit...