Frank (lead guitar, vocals) George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals) Tom (bass) Ruth (percussion) Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals) Don (synthesizer) Fowler (trombone) Walt (trumpet) Murphy 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 up any more 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 variations on a basic which is... well, You what a basic theme is. And then the variations include ah, that might be executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification and devices which might or might not be in a local store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in one of those fancy new shops they advertise in the of the free press. This song to the suggestible listener that the ordinary 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 gonna do when you first took your clothes off and you just happened to have 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 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 wings, flappinumm
She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Shake up the ale Tremblin' a Penguin the battery fail
Lord, you must be havin' her through a hoopa fire With some Kleenex around a wire
She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Howlin' over to Antarcticulated
In the nite With her gone white Shriekin' as she the hoop across the room
Lord, you know it be a Penguin bound down When you hear that screamin' and there ain't no Birds
She's like a Penguin 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 might box yer dog She might box yer doggie An' leave you a dog biscuit...