Lord Zimmerman
With the guitar,
Into the hat,
Undershirts and pants
And with a cigar
Into the high heels
Playing the guitar,
Striking, singing and performing
Wit the rock bands,
A rockstar, a pop star.
A singer and a musician,
A composer and a songwriter,
Going by the rhythms of speech,
Vibes of life and times,
A bandman Bob.
A bohemian,
A gypsy,
A wanderer,
A romantic,
A beat man he is
Striking the chords,
Plucking the wires
And the wires cackling,
Cackling
For a symphony
Acting as a shepherd boy,
A pastoral being,
A lover boy,
A hippie,
A fugitive and a rebel,
A truant and a tramp.
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