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)
Fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Chester (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 of this song is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible on
a basic theme is... well,
You understand what a theme is.
And the variations include ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial
and devices which might or not be supplied in a local
department store or perhaps a but at very least in
one of fancy new shops that they advertise in the
of the free press.
This song to the suggestible listener that the
ordinary ah,
That I am at this present time in order to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you do something other than what you
thought you gonna do when you first took your clothes off
and you just happened to some DEVICES 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)

Just the mighty Penguin
Flappin' her ounce wings

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

Flappin her ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy

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

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

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

Howlin' to some
Antarcticulated

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

Lord, you it must be a Penguin bound down
you hear that terrible screamin' and
there ain't no
Birds

just 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 leave her
TOO

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