Luyện nghe bài hát The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

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

The adventures of peccary!

Oh, comes greggery,
grecgery peccary
The nocturnal
swine

A
Is a pig
a white collar
That usually around
Between and paraguay
ranging as far
West as

Catalina, catalina, catalina!

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

If it's white
Everyone 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...

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

Voodn, voodn!
Boy it's so hard to find a to park around 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 trend
Well, a trend monger is a
Who up a trend
(like 'the --- or 'flower power'),
And it throughout the land,
Using all the little skills
That has made 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
Steno
. . .
was a
Nocturnal,

Wild
On his way up!
A of destiny,

And
Romance!

Is any mail 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 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, don'tcha

Youp youp youp youp youp youp
is so much better
When there's little something
To do!

Does it matter this waste of time
Is makes a life for you? hmmmmm?

I must boldly

To my
Laminated,

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

Some new

To with.!

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

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

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

Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Very efficient. snodgrass!

And that.
Gregcery
And nonchalantly
Into his dinky office
With the and the catalog
And the very hip pipe.
And proceeded,
a vigor and determination
Known only to
Of a similarly
Proportion,
To single-handedly
The calendar!
his eye rolled heaven-ward.
And his shiny pig-hoofs on the
Desk, ponders the
Question of (and fractional
Divisions thereof), as
Angelic voices to him from a
distance, providing the
Necessary 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 bored & miserable
Everywhere!

issued a memo on it.
Whereupon the entire
Of the pool
Identified 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 they even

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

Had it possible
For
To out
How old were!

What 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, greggery
That the vehicles which
and bump his little red car
Are all by slowly-aging
hip young people',
They appear to be
Sinister toward him
Through their glinting burn-
Out eyeballs, to run him
Off the road, or him bump into
Something, giving strong
Of aggression!

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

Greggery takes a trail
Off the short forest road,
Which him up the side
Of a famous (and
Placed) mountain, and into a
Cave on the 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 to park their
Steaming in a circular
Pseudo-wagon formation. . .

And a love-in!

Under the influence of a
of trendy chemical amusement
Aid, proceed to perform lewd
Acts, rip each other off for
possessions, and dance
With abandon in the vicinity
Of a six-foot pile of radios
Each one to a different station).

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

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

Ho! ho! ho!

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

(good lord! was that!? )

Grecgery doesn't
He has himself
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 filled tons of dust,
a series of huge
clouds!

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

Greggery at a gas station
And a mysterious phone

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

Is this they keep
The now,
With the & 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
'cause I to see
A be of assistance
To me!
Gregcery receives

'the livin philostopher
to mankind'
Is currently in of the
information
In question,
And, furthermore, information
be his,
If greggery would attend a
therapeutic group

(classes now forming),
And available at a
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 be cause for alarm
a portion of you, as,
From a experience,
I tend to
eons are closing'!"

Make your checks to

-25.8-

robert denameland,
Greatest philostopher
to mankind'!

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