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

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
Underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
Bruce (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Thompson (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I could use a bit more monitor.
Hello hello, can't you turn up any more that?
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The name of this is Penguin in Bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals the possible variations on
a theme which is... well,
You what a basic theme is.
And then the include ah, manoeuvres that might be
executed the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
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 shops that advertise in the
of the free press.
This suggests to the suggestible listener that the
ordinary ah,
I am circumlocuting at this present time in order to get
this on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do something other than you
thought you were gonna do when you first took your off
and you just happened to have DEVICES around...
Then it's, it's not only to get into the
of it all but... Hey!
What did he say?

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

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

Just like the mighty
her eight ounce wings

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

Flappin her eight wings, flappinumm

She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' like a
When the battery

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

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

Howlin' to some
Antarcticulated

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

Lord, you know it must be a Penguin down
you hear that terrible 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 her straps
TOO

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