Freedom

I once was in a dungeon
It was a fearful time
The things that chained me to the wall
Were beer and malt and wine

It was a most unhappy place
All sad, and lonely too
I feared that I would stay there, trapped
Until my life was through

But now I am no longer there
I escaped from there, you see;
Life still has its ups and downs
But I'm so glad I'm free

Yet now that I'm no longer there
I must be on my guard
The dungeon master's at the gates
And trying very hard...

To lure me back within his walls
Back to that place I left
Back to the chains that bound me there
All lonely and bereft

He has a tray on which is spread
A host of dainty things
A brandy, gin, and vodka too
A cognac, and a Pimms

But though they look so dainty there
A sting be in their tail
And I don't want to be enslaved
Within that dismal gaol

For I have tasted freedom true
More sublime than I can tell
So I must now just skip along
And wave those drinks farewell