Two months ago I bought a bird, and said I'd teach it all my words... When I said hi, he said hi. When I said fly, he said fly... and very soon it was plain to see, that the parrot was just a mirror of me. That night I dreamed an awesome dream, that made me see the light, where most blacks act like parrots, when the books they read are white. I tossed and turned inside my dream to truely understand... if making us their parrots was a part of their laid plans. I struggled for my freedom, and soon I was enraged... for like the parrot I had bought, I found that we were caged. Then suddenly my bird looked out, and saw another bird... now my parrot's speaking bird talk in a language no one's heard. Now I tell my parrot be, and my parrot calls out FREE... when I tell my parrot see, my little parrot calls out ME... free me, free me, free me,,, free me.