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Prometheus bound, but not denied
The better part of food is fried
Fresh or fridge, it's all the same
Smarter people light a flame

Prometheus bound, hear me cry
Someone's got a fish to fry
Eating well is my desire
Come on baby, light my fire

Prometheus bound, where's the fun
Would you like your meat well done? 
As for me, should you care
Cook my steak and make it rare

Prometheus bound, rope around
Sorry for the barking hound
It's no crime to teach us tricks
Tell us when to gather sticks

Prometheus bound, lost or found
Simon says we're homeward bound
Light the light and help us learn
Only you can make us burn

Prometheus bound, don't conform
Sorry 'bout that chloroform
As you know we're more than sad
Very soon our meat goes bad

Prometheus bound, take control
Someone's mother killed a bull
We could even eat a cow
But the milk is better now 

Prometheus bound, break your chains
We're still waiting for some brains
Fat is flavor in our meat
Promey baby bring the heat!

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