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 little bit monitor.
Hello hello, you turn up any more than that?
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The of this 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 the variations include ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
and devices which or might not be supplied in a local
department or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
one of fancy new shops that they advertise in the
of the free press.
This suggests to the suggestible listener that the
ordinary ah,
That I am at this present time in order to get
text on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something than what you
you were gonna 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 Ready?

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 like the mighty
Flappin' her eight ounce

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

her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' a Penguin
When the fail

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

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

Howlin' to some
moon

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

Lord, you know it must be a bound down
When you hear that terrible 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 leave her
TOO

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