By Brown
I DON'T KNOW HOW 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, FREEDOM LOOKS GOOD TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A AND I CAN'T STAND STILL, IF I DON'T GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I WILL. I WANNA BE FOOT 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 PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
LIVING IN A CAGE NEVER 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 WAITING FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MY GET AWAY. ALL I EVER 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, 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.
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. 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!" THE MOUSE LEAPT ONTO 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.