Prometheus was a good friend of Zeus
But he stole that heavenly fire
He gave it away to the people they say
People were his heart's desire
He couldn't be trusted
So Zeus had him busted
Bound him to a rock with a chain
Lord Zeus has his ways
He can drive a man crazy
By leaving him out in the rain
Prometheus got busted
But his chains are getting rusty
Zeus, won't you turn him loose
Free spirits got to be free
(Turn him loose won't you turn him loose, Zeus)
Trial was unjust
Nothing discussed
Malice of forethought the crime
People condemned him
Supernatural women
Said he was wastin' his time
Down on the earth for what it was worth
Preachers prayed for his soul
But in the end most of his friends
Just left him out in the cold