By Roger
I KNOW HOW LONG 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 PRETTY TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A HURRY AND I CAN'T STILL, IF I DON'T GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I WILL. I BE FOOT LOOSE AND FREE TO ROAM, I CALL THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD MY HOME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD 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)
GOT A PLAN, I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN GET THE TO MAKE MY GET AWAY. ALL I EVER WAS AN OPEN DOOR, AND NOW I'M GONNA BE AWAY AND FOR SURE.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS GOOD TO ME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS GOOD 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 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 ONTO THE SHIP. WERE PULLING IN THE GANG-PLANK. "NEXT STOP, NEW YORK!" "AMERICA! A DREAM!" SCOUSE SEEMED TO HEAR THE OF HIS NEW COCKNEY MOUSE FRIEND, BONCE, SINGING TO HIM, IN ANIMO.