Luyện nghe bài hát The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

Frank (guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, vocals)
fowler (trombone)
Tom (bass)
thompson (drums)

The of greggery peccary!

Oh, here greggery,
Little grecgery
The nocturnal
Wild

A
Is a pig
a white collar
That usually hangs
Between texas and
Sometimes as far
as catalina

Catalina, catalina, catalina!

This particular
Is part of bold (bold),
New (new) (breeding)
That extinguishes
By markings which a
tie
Directly the
collar

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

(swine suave!)

out!
Here he again!

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

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

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

And what, you ask, is a trend monger?
Well, a trend is a person
Who up a trend
(like 'the --- 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, the moment they laid
on him,
All the in the big swifty
Steno
. . .
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 of colorful
trends?

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

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

Is your snoring by the sink?

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

Ain't your life boring, don'tcha

Youp youp youp youp youp youp
is so much better
When some little something
To do!

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

I must plummet

To my
Laminated,

desk,
the strategically-placed,
Imported, hip water pipe,
And the latest of the
earth catalog,
And rack my agile
For a
New trend,
Thereby rejuvenating our
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!)

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 and the catalog
And the hip water pipe.
And proceeded,
a vigor and determination
Known to piglets
Of a similarly
Proportion,
To single-handedly
The calendar!
his eye rolled heaven-ward.
And his little shiny on the
Desk, ponders the
of eternity (and fractional
Divisions thereof), as
voices sing to him from 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 disguises
Was to
The & miserable people
Everywhere!

issued a memo on it.
Whereupon the contents
Of the steno
Identified it strenuously,
And it as a way of life,
And took their 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 made it
For
To out
How old were!

hath God wrought?

Unfortunately,
There were some
Who simply did not to
Know,
And why,
On his way from the office
One night,
Greggery was
By a of hunchmen!
his way through the
Evening traffic, greggery
That the other vehicles
Crowd and his little red car
Are all inhabited by
'very hip people',
appear to be casting
Sinister glances him
Through their glinting acid
Out eyeballs, to run him
Off the road, or make him into
Something, giving strong
Of aggression!

To elude them, greggery the
Short 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 leads him up the
Of a famous (and
Placed) mountain, and into a
Cave on the of a cliff, not far
a little twisted tree. . .with
on it.

Meanwhile, the enraged
(and hunch-'women)
Through the short until
(realizing the little has
Escaped, they to park their
Steaming in a circular
train formation. . .

And a love-in!

Under the of a fantastic
of trendy chemical amusement
Aid, they proceed to perform
Acts, rip each other off for
possessions, and dance
With abandon in the vicinity
Of a pile of transistor radios
Each one tuned to a station).

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

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

Ho! ho! ho!

seems to be rumbling up
From the depths of the cave
In which he has his car!

(good lord! was that!? )

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

Ho! ho! ho!

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

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

Greggery at a gas station
And a mysterious phone

Is this the old
With the paint off it
By the chinese
Here the roll by?

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

How yez got?
Say yez got a few,
Just around there
nothin' to do?

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

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

(classes now forming),
And at a special
Low fee. . .
And now, he is,
'the living philosto-
known to mankind',
Quentin denameland!
it away!

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

Make checks payable to

-25.8-

robert denameland,
Greatest philostopher
to mankind'!

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