By Brown
I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG LAST, BUT I'VE GOTTA GET AND MOVIN' FAST. I GOTTA BREAK THROUGH TO THE SIDE, GOT TO RUN, I'VE GOT TO FLY.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS PRETTY TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A AND I CAN'T STAND STILL, IF I GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I NEVER WILL. I BE FOOT LOOSE AND FREE TO ROAM, I WANNA CALL THE WHOLE WIDE MY HOME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
IN A CAGE NEVER REALLY WAS MY STYLE. NOW GOT THE CHANCE, I'M A-RUNNIN' EVERY MILE.
(Meow - - meow - meow - meow) (Meow - meow - - meow)
I'VE GOT A PLAN, I'VE BEEN FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MY GET AWAY. ALL I EVER WAS AN OPEN DOOR, AND NOW I'M GONNA BE AWAY AND FOR SURE.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS PRETTY TO ME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS PRETTY TO ME.
RUN, RUN, RUN DOWN THE ROAD. WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MOUSE, IN THE COLD, IN THE FREEZING SNOW? ANYWHERE TO BE AWAY FROM THE CAGE, THAT WILL TAKE ME TO LIFE, TO ADVENTURE. WHAT'S THAT IN FRONT OF YOU? A SHIP! "A SHIP! LOOK AT... LIT UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE! WHAT'S THAT WRITING ON THE THE EL... THE Q.E.2!" SCOUSE THE MOUSE LEAPT THE SHIP. SAILORS WERE PULLING IN THE GANG-PLANK. "NEXT STOP, NEW YORK!" "AMERICA! A DREAM!" SCOUSE SEEMED TO HEAR THE VOICE OF HIS NEW COCKNEY MOUSE FRIEND, BONCE, TO HIM, IN ANIMO.