By Brown
I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG LAST, BUT I'VE GET MOVIN' AND MOVIN' 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 PRETTY TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A HURRY AND I STAND STILL, IF I DON'T GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I WILL. I WANNA BE FOOT LOOSE AND TO ROAM, I WANNA CALL THE WIDE WORLD MY HOME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT 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 BEEN FOR THE DAY I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MAKE MY GET AWAY. ALL I NEEDED 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, LOOKS PRETTY 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 ANYWHERE 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 A CHRISTMAS TREE! WHAT'S THAT WRITING ON THE SIDE? THE EL... THE Q.E.2!" SCOUSE THE MOUSE LEAPT 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 MOUSE FRIEND, BONCE, SINGING TO HIM, IN ANIMO.