Luyện nghe bài hát The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

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

The adventures of peccary!

Oh, comes greggery,
Little peccary
The gregarious
Wild

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

Catalina, catalina, catalina!

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

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

(swine suave!)

out!
Here he again!

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

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

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

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

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

Hi mildred!
gladys!
Wanda!

Yes, from the moment they
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 swifty's we all
go
For any or gizmo!

Wouldn't you be involved
In a series of
Time-wastinc

Air hockey . . . . . . 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, think?

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

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

I must boldly

To my
Laminated,

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

Some new

To with.!

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

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

Busy 'em,
busy makin' 'em,
Busy 'em
for you!

Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Very efficient. snodgrass!

And that.
turned
And strode
Into his dinky little
the desk and the catalog
And the very hip pipe.
And proceeded,
a vigor and determination
Known to piglets
Of a diminutive
Proportion,
To single-handedly
The calendar!
With his eye heaven-ward.
And his little pig-hoofs on the
Desk, ponders the
Question of eternity (and
Divisions thereof), as
Angelic voices to him from a
Great distance, the
Necessary for the construction of
thrilling new trend!

Wow!
Sunday,

Sunday,

Saturday. . .tuesday
- monday'!

Saturday. . .

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

Gregcery issued a on it.
Whereupon the entire
Of the pool
Identified 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 long they were

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 some people
Who did not wish to
Know,
And why,
On his way home the office
One night,
was attacked
By a of hunchmen!
his way through the
Evening traffic, greggery
That the other vehicles
Crowd and bump his red car
Are all by slowly-aging
'very hip people',
They appear to be
Sinister glances him
Through glinting acid burn-
Out eyeballs, to run him
Off the road, or make him bump
Something, strong evidence
Of aggression!

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

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

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

And a love-in!

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

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

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

Ho! ho! ho!

Which seems to be up
From the very depths of the
In he has hidden his car!

(good lord! was that!? )

Grecgery realize
He has himself
Inside the very of
the mountain!

Ho! ho! ho!

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

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

Greggery stops at a gas
And makes a phone

Is the old loft
With the peelin' off it
By the police
Here the roll by?

Is this they keep
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 pilostoper be of
To me!
Gregcery information

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

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

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

your checks payable to

-25.8-

'quentin denameland,
Greatest livin
to mankind'!

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