Luyện nghe bài hát Penguin In Bondage (Live / 12-10-73 / Show 2)

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Humphrey (drums)
Chester (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' a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on
a basic theme is... well,
You understand what a basic is.
And then the include ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
and devices which might or might not be 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 to the suggestible listener that the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this 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 happened to have some DEVICES around...
Then it's, it's not only to get into the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he say?

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

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

Just like the mighty
Flappin' her ounce wings

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

Flappin her ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a in Bondage, boy

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

Lord, you must be havin' her through
a hoopa fire
With some Kleenex around a
coat-hang

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

Howlin' over to
moon

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

Lord, you know it must be a Penguin bound
When you hear terrible screamin' and
ain't no other
Birds

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

Aw, you be careful
Not to her straps
TOO

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