I was a free bird till I met ya. I was a free bird, I flew alone. I was a free bird when you sought me, now I'm a dull drone in your control.
I was a Monet before you upset me. I was a Monet of colors a glow. I was a Monet until you left me as a deserted barron hole.
But I'll twist ya. I'll twist ya. I'll twist ya out, you'll see. I'll twist ya. I'll twist ya, I'll twist ya till I'm free.
I was the Ip Man before you showed, now I'm a midnight cowboy without a home.
Now, I'm in Los Angeles.
Destination unknown.
But I'll twist ya, I'll twist ya, I'll twist ya, till I'm home. I'll twist ya. I'll twist ya. I'll twist ya, until I'm re known.
I was a free bird so free. There was a Monet about me.
I was the Ip Man, now I'm a lost man, a midnight cowboy in Los Angeles, so twisted. So twisted. So twisted. So twisted. So twisted. So twisted. So twisted, till I untwist what you made of me.
So twisted. So twisted. So twisted, contorted me. So twisted. So twisted. So twisted.
I was a free bird so free. There was a Monet about me. I was the Ip Man, now I'm a lost man, a midnight cowboy in Los Angeles. So twisted. So twisted, distorted, contorted, unsorted, subordinate, but I can see. So twisted. So twisted, but I'll break free.