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

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Ruth (percussion)
Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, vocals)
Humphrey (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 song is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song ah, deals with the possible variations on
a theme which is... well,
You understand what a theme is.
And the variations 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 store or perhaps a drugstore but at very in
one of those fancy new shops that they in the
back-pages of the press.
song suggests to the suggestible listener that the
ordinary ah,
That I am circumlocuting at present time in order to get
text on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something other than you
you were gonna do when you first took your clothes off
and you just happened to have DEVICES around...
it's, 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 like the Penguin
Flappin' her eight wings

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

Flappin her eight ounce wings,

She's just like a in Bondage, boy

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

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

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

Howlin' over to
Antarcticulated

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

Lord, you it must be a Penguin bound down
When you hear that terrible and
there no other
around

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

Aw, you must be
Not to her straps
TOO

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