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

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Ruth (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (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 more than
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The name of song is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals the possible variations on
a theme which is... well,
You understand what a basic is.
And then the variations include ah, manoeuvres might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
and which might or might not be supplied in a local
department store or perhaps a but at very least in
one of those fancy new shops that they in the
of the free press.
This song suggests to the suggestible that the
ordinary ah,
That I am at this present time in order to get
text 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 to have some DEVICES around...
Then it's, not only okay 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 the mighty Penguin
her eight ounce wings

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

her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a in Bondage, boy

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

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

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

Howlin' to some
moon

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

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

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

Aw, you be careful
Not to leave her
TOO

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