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

Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Ruth (percussion)
Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Thompson (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 that?
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The of this song is Penguin in Bondage,
An' a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on
a basic which is... well,
You what a basic theme is.
And then the variations include ah, manoeuvres might be
with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
and which might or might not be supplied in a local
department store or perhaps a but at very least in
one of those fancy new shops that they in the
back-pages of the press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener the
ordinary ah,
I am circumlocuting at this present time in order to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something other what you
thought you were gonna do when you took your clothes off
and you just to have some DEVICES around...
Then it's, it's not only okay to get the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he say?

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
her eight ounce wings

Lord, you know all over
If she comes atcha on the & wrap 'em
all yer head

Flappin her eight wings, flappinumm

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

up the pale-dry
ale
Tremblin' like a
When the battery

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

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

Howlin' over to
Antarcticulated

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

Lord, you know it must be a Penguin down
you hear that terrible screamin' and
there no other
Birds

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