Luyện nghe bài hát The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

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

The of greggery peccary!

Oh, here greggery,
Little peccary
The gregarious
Wild

A
Is a pig
With a collar
That usually hangs
Between texas and
Sometimes as far
West as

Catalina, catalina, catalina!

particular peccary
Is part of bold (bold),
New (new) (breeding)
That extinguishes
By which resemble a
tie
Directly the
White

If it's white
Everyone know
the tie I'm wearing
Is a
Of how nimble mv mind know
Ooh-ooh!

(swine suave!)

out!
Here he again!

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

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

Voodn, voodn!
Boy it's so to find a place to park around here!
Greggery peccary the elevator
Up to the floor of a grim,
Gray, building
With a sign on the front
swifty associates. trend-mongers'.

And what, might you ask, is a trend
Well, a trend is a person
Who up a trend
(like twist' --- or 'flower power'),
And it throughout the land,
all the frightening little skills
That science has available!

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

Hi mildred!
gladys!
Wanda!

Yes, from the moment they
on him,
All the girls in the big
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 swifty's we all
go
For any or gizmo!

Wouldn't you rather be
In a of colorful
Time-wastinc

Air . . . biff . . . dush-h-h!

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

Is your wife snoring by the

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

Ain't your life boring, don'tcha

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

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

I must boldly

To my
Laminated,

desk,
the strategically-placed,
Imported, hip water pipe,
And the edition of the
earth catalog,
And rack my mind
For a
New trend,
rejuvenating our limping
Economy,
And
For bored & people

Some new

To with.!

We got the little answers
To the
might` be bothering you!

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

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

Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Very efficient. snodgrass!

And that.
turned
And strode
his dinky little office
With the desk and the
And the hip water pipe.
And proceeded,
With a and determination
Known to piglets
Of a similarly
Proportion,
To invent
The calendar!
his eye rolled heaven-ward.
And his little pig-hoofs on the
Desk, greggery the
Question of eternity (and
thereof), as mysterious
Angelic voices sing to him a
Great distance, the
clues for the construction 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!

issued a memo on it.
Whereupon the entire
Of the pool
with it strenuously,
And it as a way of life,
And their little pills by it.
And back 'n forth from
by it.
And paid their by it,
And before they were even

Birthday in the office
By it,
now. at last,
Crecgery exciting new

Had it possible
For
To out
How old were!

hath God wrought?

Unfortunately,
There some people
Who simply did not to
Know,
And why,
On his way home the office
One night,
was attacked
By a of hunchmen!
his way through the
Evening traffic, notices
That the vehicles which
and bump his little red car
Are all inhabited by
hip young people',
They appear to be
glances toward him
Through their glinting burn-
Out eyeballs, to run him
Off the road, or make him into
Something, giving evidence
Of aggression!

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

Greggery a bumpy trail
Off the short forest road,
Which him up the side
Of a (and convenientlv
Placed) mountain, and into a
on the edge of a cliff, not far
From a little tree. . .with
on it.

Meanwhile, the enraged
(and hunch-'women)
the short forest until
(realizing the swine has
Escaped, they to park their
vehicles in a circular
Pseudo-wagon formation. . .

And a love-in!

Under the influence of a
Amount of trendy chemical
Aid, they to perform lewd
Acts, rip each off for small
Personal possessions, and
With abandon in the vicinity
Of a six-foot pile of radios
Each one tuned to a station).

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

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

Ho! ho! ho!

Which to be rumbling up
From the very depths of the
In which he has his car!

(good lord! was that!? )

Grecgery realize
He has concealed
Inside the mouth of
the mountain!

Ho! ho! ho!

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

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

Greggery stops at a gas
And a mysterious phone

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

Is this here keep
The now,
the rugs & the dust,
Where the go to die?

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

Well I just yez up
'cause I to see
A pilostoper be of
To me!
receives information

'the livin philostopher
Knon to
Is currently in of the
Very
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,
greatest living 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 be cause for alarm
a portion of you, as,
From a experience,
I tend to
'the are closing'!"

Make your payable to

-25.8-

'quentin denameland,
livin philostopher
to mankind'!

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