By Roger
I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG LAST, BUT I'VE 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 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, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS GOOD TO ME.
IN A CAGE 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 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 LOOKS GOOD TO ME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS PRETTY 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? ANYWHERE TO BE AWAY FROM THE CAGE, ANYWHERE THAT WILL TAKE ME TO LIFE, TO ADVENTURE. WHAT'S THAT IN OF YOU? A SHIP! "A SHIP! LOOK AT... LIT UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE! WHAT'S WRITING 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 SEEMED TO HEAR THE OF HIS NEW COCKNEY MOUSE FRIEND, BONCE, SINGING TO HIM, IN ANIMO.