By Roger
I DON'T KNOW HOW LONG LAST, BUT I'VE GOTTA GET MOVIN' AND FAST. I GOTTA BREAK TO THE OTHER 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 CAN'T STILL, IF I DON'T GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I WILL. I WANNA BE FOOT 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, FREEDOM PRETTY 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)
I'VE GOT A PLAN, I'VE BEEN FOR THE DAY WHEN I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MY GET AWAY. ALL I EVER WAS AN OPEN DOOR, AND NOW I'M GONNA BE AND THAT'S FOR SURE.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM LOOKS PRETTY TO ME.
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.
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, 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 TREE! WHAT'S THAT WRITING ON THE SIDE? THE EL... THE Q.E.2!" SCOUSE THE MOUSE LEAPT ONTO THE SHIP. SAILORS 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.