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)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Humphrey (drums)
Chester (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I use a little bit more monitor.
Hello hello, can't you 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 basic which is... well,
You understand what a theme is.
And then the variations include ah, that might be
executed with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial
and devices which might or might not be in a local
department store or a drugstore but at very least in
one of those fancy new that they advertise in the
back-pages of the press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at present time in order to get
this on television,
Is ah, if you wanna do something other than what you
thought you gonna do when you first took your clothes off
and you happened to have some DEVICES 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 all over
If she comes atcha on the & wrap 'em
all yer head

her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

up the pale-dry
ale
Tremblin' a Penguin
When the fail

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

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

Howlin' over to
Antarcticulated

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

Lord, you it must be a Penguin bound down
When you that terrible screamin' and
ain't no other
Birds

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

Aw, you must be
Not to her straps
TOO

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