By Brown
I DON'T KNOW HOW I'LL LAST, BUT I'VE GOTTA GET AND MOVIN' FAST. I BREAK THROUGH TO THE OTHER SIDE, I'VE GOT TO RUN, GOT TO FLY.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS GOOD TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A HURRY AND I CAN'T STILL, IF I DON'T GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I WILL. I WANNA BE LOOSE AND FREE TO ROAM, I WANNA CALL THE WHOLE WORLD MY HOME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS PRETTY TO ME.
LIVING IN A CAGE REALLY WAS MY STYLE. NOW I'VE GOT THE CHANCE, I'M A-RUNNIN' MILE.
(Meow - - meow - meow - meow) (Meow - meow - - meow)
I'VE GOT A PLAN, I'VE WAITING FOR THE DAY I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MAKE MY GET AWAY. ALL I NEEDED WAS AN OPEN DOOR, AND NOW I'M BE AWAY AND THAT'S FOR SURE.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS 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, ANYWHERE THAT WILL TAKE ME TO LIFE, TO ADVENTURE. WHAT'S THAT IN OF YOU? A SHIP! "A SHIP! LOOK AT... LIT UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE! WHAT'S WRITING ON THE SIDE? THE EL... THE Q.E.2!" SCOUSE THE MOUSE LEAPT ONTO THE SHIP. SAILORS 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.