Luyện nghe bài hát Penguin In Bondage (Live / 12-9-73 / Show 1)

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Ruth (percussion)
Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Chester (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 of this song is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, with 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 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 listener the
procedure ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this present time in to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do other than what you
thought you were gonna do you first took your clothes off
and you just to have some DEVICES around...
Then it's, it's not only okay to get the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he Ready?

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 like the mighty
Flappin' her eight wings

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

Flappin her ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a in Bondage, boy

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

Lord, you be havin' her jumpin' through
a hoopa real
With Kleenex wrapped around a
wire

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

Howlin' to some
moon

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

Lord, you know it must be a bound down
When you hear that screamin' and
there ain't no
around

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 be careful
Not to leave her
TOO

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