Luyện nghe bài hát The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

Frank (guitar, vocals)
duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce (trombone)
Tom (bass)
Chester (drums)

The of greggery peccary!

Oh, comes greggery,
grecgery peccary
The nocturnal
swine

A
Is a pig
With a white
That usually around
Between texas and
Sometimes as far
as catalina

Catalina, catalina, catalina!

This peccary
Is part of bold (bold),
New (new) (breeding)
That itself
By markings resemble a
tie
Directly the
White

If white enough
Everyone know
That the tie I'm
Is a
Of how nimble mv mind will
Ooh-ooh!

(swine suave!)

out!
Here he again!

Oh here greggery peccary.
Yes cravv, cravy, veah...

morning, greggery drives
His red volkswagen to the ugly
of town where they keep the government buildings.

Voodn, voodn!
Boy it's so hard to find a place to park here!
Greggery takes the elevator
Up to the floor of a grim,
Gray, evil-looking
With a on the front reading:
swifty associates. trend-mongers'.

And what, might you ask, is a trend
Well, a trend monger is a
Who dreams up a
(like 'the --- or 'flower power'),
And spreads it the land,
Using all the little skills
That science has available!

And so it was, one morning,
Greggery peccary his way through the steno pool . . .

Hi mildred!
gladys!
Wanda!

Yes, from the they laid
on him,
All the in the big swifty
pool
. . .
was a
Nocturnal,

Wild
On his way up!
A of destiny,

And
Romance!

Is there any for me?

Swifty's!
is big swifty's!
At big we all know-ow-ow
go
For any or gizmo!

Wouldn't you be involved
In a series of
trends?

Air hockey . . . . . . dush-h-h!

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp

Is wife snoring by the sink?

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp

Ain't life boring, don'tcha think?

Youp youp youp youp youp youp
Life is so better
there's some little something
To do!

Does it matter that this waste of
Is what makes a for you? hmmmmm?

I must boldly

To my
Laminated,

desk,
the strategically-placed,
Imported, very hip pipe,
And the latest of the
Whole catalog,
And rack my mind
For a
New trend,
Thereby our limping
Economy,
And
For & miserable people

Some new

To with.!

We have got the little
To the
That might` be you!

We have got little toys!
(we're busy 'em!)

makin' 'em,
We're makin' 'em,
Busy 'em
for you!

Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Very efficient. snodgrass!

And that.
Gregcery
And strode
his dinky little office
With the desk and the
And the very hip pipe.
And proceeded,
a vigor and determination
Known to piglets
Of a diminutive
Proportion,
To invent
The calendar!
his eye rolled heaven-ward.
And his shiny pig-hoofs on the
Desk, ponders the
Question of eternity (and
Divisions thereof), as
Angelic voices sing to him a
distance, providing the
Necessary clues for the of
This new trend!

Wow!
Sunday,

Sunday,

Saturday. . .tuesday
- monday'!

Saturday. . .

And the calendar,
In all of it's colorful
Was to
The bored & people
Everywhere!

Gregcery issued a on it.
Whereupon the entire
Of the steno
with it strenuously,
And it as a way of life,
And took their pills by it.
And went back 'n from
by it.
And their rent by it,
And before long were even

Birthday parties in the
By it,
now. at last,
Crecgery peccary's new

Had made it
For
To out
How old were!

hath God wrought?

Unfortunately,
There were people
Who simply did not to
Know,
And why,
On his way home the office
One night,
Greggery was
By a of hunchmen!
Making his way the
Evening traffic, notices
That the other which
Crowd and bump his red car
Are all inhabited by
'very hip people',
appear to be casting
Sinister toward him
Through their acid burn-
Out eyeballs, to run him
Off the road, or him bump into
Something, strong evidence
Of aggression!

To elude them, takes the
Short forest exit off the
Way. they after him in all
of cars. trucks,
buses, and
Motorcycles.

Greggery a bumpy trail
Off the main short road,
Which leads him up the
Of a famous (and
Placed) mountain, and into a
Cave on the of a cliff, not far
From a twisted tree. . .with
on it.

Meanwhile, the hunchmen
(and hunch-'women)
Through the short forest
(realizing the little has
Escaped, they decide to their
Steaming in a circular
Pseudo-wagon formation. . .

And a love-in!

the influence of a fantastic
Amount of trendy amusement
Aid, they to perform lewd
Acts, rip each other off for
Personal possessions, and
With depraved in the vicinity
Of a pile of transistor radios
Each one tuned to a station).

The finally expire
exhaustion,
And greggery,
Who has the proceedings
a safe distance,
Breathes a of relief. . .

Phew!
Only to be terrified once
By a of immense laughter. . .

Ho! ho! ho!

seems to be rumbling up
From the very of the cave
In he has hidden his car!

(good lord! was that!? )

Grecgery doesn't
He has himself
Inside the mouth of
the mountain!

Ho! ho! ho!

And, as you all know,
Whenever laughs,
and boulders hack up,
And the air for around
Is filled with of dust,
a series of huge
clouds!

Who is making those new brown
Who is those clouds these days?
Ho is making new brown clouds?
ask a philostopher 'n see what he says!

Greggery stops at a gas
And makes a mysterious

Is the old loft
With the paint off it
By the chinese
the dogs roll by?

Is this here they
The now,
With the & the dust,
Where the books go to

How many yez
Say yez got a few,
sittin' around there
With to do?

Well I called yez up
I wanted to see
A be of assistance
To me!
receives information

'the livin philostopher
Knon to
Is in possession of the
information
In question,
And, furthermore, this
be his,
If only greggery attend a
'special group

(classes now forming),
And available at a
Low fee. . .
And now, he is,
'the greatest philosto-
Pher to mankind',
robert denameland!
it away!

"folks,
As vou can see for yourself.
The way this clock here
Is behaving,
is of affliction!
Now this might be for alarm
Among a of you, as,
a certain experience,
I tend to
'the are closing'!"

Make your payable to

-25.8-

robert denameland,
Greatest philostopher
to mankind'!

Who is making new brown clouds?
Who is making those clouds these
Who is those new brown clouds?
If you ask a pilostopher, see
you pays!