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)
Bruce (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Thompson (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

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

The name of this song is in Bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible on
a basic which is... well,
You understand what a theme is.
And then the variations ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial 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 that advertise in the
back-pages of the press.
This song suggests to the listener that the
ordinary ah,
That I am at this present time in order to get
text on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do other than what you
thought you were gonna do you first took your clothes off
and you just happened to some DEVICES around...
Then it's, it's not 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 over on the wet
Of the bed (Knirps for moisture)

Just like the mighty
her eight ounce wings

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

Flappin her eight ounce wings,

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' a Penguin
the battery fail

Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin'
a real fire
With Kleenex wrapped around a
wire

She's just like a 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 across the

Lord, you it must be a Penguin bound down
you hear 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 leave her
TOO

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