Old Man Skinny got a little frustrated,
Raised his glass and said to me, "Sometimes my days seem like they're wasted, but tonight I know..."

I'm free,
I'm free,
Come on, flap your wings,
Come on, flap your wings.

Old Indie Hindy, he's a real high stepper,
Calls me up late on the phone,
He says, "I'm doing my best just to keep it together with my angels at home."

I m free, (underneath the stars of heaven)
I'm free, (all the bells are ringing eleven)
I'm free, (Polar Boy is loose and living)
Gonna flap my wings. (driving fast, this world keeps spinning around)

Come on flap your wings,
Come on, flap your wings,
Come on, flap your wings,
Come on, flap your wings.

He raised his glass and said to me...

I'm free, (underneath the stars of heaven)
I'm free, (all the bells are ringing eleven)
I'm free, (Polar Boy is loose and living)
Gonna flap my wings. (driving fast, this world keeps spinning around)

Come on, flap your wings,
Keep spinning around,
Come on, flap your wings,
Keep spinning around,
Come on, flap your wings,
Keep spinning around,
Come on, flap your wings.