Jamie Pan

My friend Jamie Pan Peter-Pan of the park With flute he pipes his way On tree branches he plays Until it's dark Jamie Pan When he gets restless He jumps above the tree With a hop skip on the jump He feels free... Jamie's mat He's filled with glee When you move so haphazardly And our playground so free Jamie plays, Jamie play, play, play And he gets restless He jumps above up the tree With a hop skip on the jump He feels free... Shall we let the state believe From your book let us take a look Absurd is... a players release Closer to sky And he gets restless He jumps above up the tree With a hop skip on the jump He feels free Free from Che Guevara And all the different minds of cause Tormented by the walls How it's so fucked up And no one gives a damn No one gives a damn Free...