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)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Fowler (trumpet)
Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, vocals)
Ralph (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 name of this is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song ah, deals with the possible variations on
a theme which is... well,
You understand what a theme is.
And then the variations include ah, manoeuvres might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
and devices which might or not be supplied in a local
department or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
one of those new shops that they advertise in the
of the free press.
This song suggests to the suggestible listener the
ordinary ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this present time in to get
text on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do other than what you
thought you gonna 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?

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

Way over on the wet
Of the bed (Knirps for moisture)

Just like the Penguin
Flappin' her eight ounce

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

Flappin her eight ounce wings,

She's just like a in Bondage, boy

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

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

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

Howlin' to some
moon

In the nite
With her gone white
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the

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

She's like 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 be careful
Not to leave her
TOO

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