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

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Humphrey (drums)
Chester (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I could use a bit more 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 the possible variations on
a basic which is... well,
You understand a basic theme is.
And the variations include ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
and which might or might not be supplied in a local
store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
one of those fancy new shops they advertise in the
back-pages of the press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener the
ordinary ah,
That I am circumlocuting at present time in order to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you 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 okay to get the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he say?

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

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

Just the mighty Penguin
Flappin' her eight wings

Lord, you know it's all
If she atcha on the strut & wrap 'em
all around yer

Flappin her eight wings, flappinumm

She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy

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

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

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

Howlin' to some
moon

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

Lord, you know it must be a Penguin bound
When you hear that terrible 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 might box yer dog
She might box yer doggie
An' you a dried-up dog biscuit...