By Roger
I KNOW HOW LONG I'LL LAST, BUT I'VE GOTTA GET MOVIN' AND FAST. I BREAK THROUGH TO THE OTHER SIDE, GOT TO RUN, I'VE GOT TO FLY.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A HURRY AND I CAN'T STILL, IF I GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I NEVER WILL. I WANNA BE LOOSE AND FREE TO ROAM, I CALL THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD MY HOME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
LIVING IN A NEVER REALLY WAS MY STYLE. NOW GOT THE CHANCE, I'M A-RUNNIN' EVERY MILE.
(Meow - meow - - meow - meow) (Meow - - meow - meow)
GOT A PLAN, I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN GET THE TO MAKE MY GET AWAY. ALL I EVER NEEDED WAS AN DOOR, AND NOW I'M GONNA BE AND THAT'S FOR SURE.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS 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.
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 FRONT OF 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 ONTO THE SHIP. SAILORS WERE IN THE GANG-PLANK. "NEXT STOP, NEW YORK!" "AMERICA! A DREAM!" SCOUSE SEEMED TO HEAR THE VOICE OF HIS NEW COCKNEY FRIEND, BONCE, SINGING TO HIM, IN ANIMO.