By Brown
I DON'T HOW LONG I'LL LAST, BUT GOTTA GET MOVIN' AND MOVIN' FAST. I GOTTA BREAK THROUGH TO THE SIDE, GOT TO RUN, I'VE GOT TO FLY.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A HURRY AND I 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, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS 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 BEEN FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MY GET AWAY. ALL I NEEDED WAS AN OPEN DOOR, AND NOW I'M BE AWAY AND THAT'S FOR SURE.
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 PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
RUN, RUN, RUN DOWN THE ROAD. WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MOUSE, IN THE COLD, IN THE FREEZING SNOW? TO BE AWAY FROM THE CAGE, ANYWHERE 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 ON THE SIDE? THE EL... THE Q.E.2!" SCOUSE THE LEAPT ONTO THE SHIP. SAILORS WERE PULLING IN THE GANG-PLANK. "NEXT STOP, NEW YORK!" "AMERICA! A DREAM!" SCOUSE TO HEAR THE VOICE OF HIS NEW COCKNEY MOUSE FRIEND, BONCE, SINGING TO HIM, IN ANIMO.