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)
Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Thompson (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I could use a bit more monitor.
hello, can't you turn 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 theme which is... well,
You understand what a theme is.
And then the variations include ah, that might be
with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial 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 that they in the
back-pages of the press.
This song to the suggestible listener that the
ordinary ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this present in order to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something 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, not only okay to get into the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he say?

She's just like a 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 it's all over
If she comes on the strut & wrap 'em
all yer head

Flappin her eight wings, flappinumm

just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' like a
When the fail

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

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

Howlin' to some
moon

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

Lord, you know it be a Penguin bound down
When you hear terrible screamin' and
there no other
Birds

She's just like a 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 her straps
TOO

'Cause she might box yer dog
She just box yer doggie
An' leave you a dog biscuit...