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

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

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

The of this song is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible 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, extra-terrestrial
and devices which might or might not be in a local
department store or a drugstore but at very least in
one of fancy new shops that they advertise in the
back-pages of the press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at present time in order to get
this on television,
Is ah, if you wanna do something other than what you
thought you were gonna do when you first your clothes off
and you just happened to have some around...
Then it's, it's not only to get into the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he Ready?

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

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

like the mighty Penguin
Flappin' her eight ounce

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

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

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

just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...

Howlin' to some
Antarcticulated

In the nite
With her flaps gone
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the

Lord, you know it must be a 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 like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...

Aw, you must be
Not to her straps
TOO

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