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

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Ruth (percussion)
Simmons (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 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' a song that ah, deals with 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 with the aid of ah, gratification
and devices which might or might not be in a local
department store or perhaps a but at very least in
one of those fancy new shops they advertise in the
of the free press.
This suggests to the suggestible listener that the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this present in order to get
this on television,
Is ah, if you wanna do something other than what you
thought you were do when you first took your clothes off
and you just happened to have some around...
Then it's, it's not only to get into 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 comes atcha on the strut & 'em
all around yer

Flappin her eight wings, flappinumm

She's just a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' a Penguin
When the fail

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

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

Howlin' to some
Antarcticulated

In the frostbite
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 no other
Birds

She's just 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...