Blue Oyster Cult

Dont you give up my young young friend
Heres a story I think will please
How sir rastus bear was in fact redeemed
Redeemed from the cell to which hed been thrown
By men whose love was more for the ice and cold
Goblins of surcease, villains of wise
They pranced your brain all through the long long night
Sir rastus bear whod ever believe
Youd be by a song redeemed?
Up on the north forty, Im sure it was christmas day
When sir rastus bear taught children how to play