free cee DO NOT READ ME NO ONE LISTENED TO LED ZEPPELIN AT FIRST

Written by: jeffry cohan

                 OF THEE I WING

Certain people claim that I am free
Ain’t that a god damned gas?
I assure you that being as un-free as me
Is a predominate pain in the a*s

It ain’t right
Restricting my flight
And I’ll tell you who I hold responsible for having grounded my wings
I blame people like you
Who pluck my proudest and strongest feathers
One by one
So I may never again near the sun
Every feather gone with yet another lock and key
Yes, I blame you
For hindering me
You not only block my path
You block the sun
The orb this bird is never, once again to near
I fear
And the pertinent fact is predicated on a predictable preponderance of the evidence
And the fact is that I bother no one when I take to flight
Too long, for you, before the day was dissolved by night
As if waiting fifteen or twenty minutes will avoid some horrid accident of fate
So guard well that path of quarried slate
And make sure to lock that gate

Yeah yeah, I know all about it
I’m wrong in some capacity
Well you can talk ad infinitude
But I will always question  your veracity
And remember, you can’t be decidedly deafened whenever a bluebird sings
And thank you very much for wounding my once wondrous wings!
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