By Brown
I DON'T KNOW HOW I'LL LAST, BUT I'VE GET MOVIN' AND MOVIN' FAST. I GOTTA BREAK 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, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
LIVING IN A NEVER 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 WAITING FOR THE DAY I CAN GET THE CHANCE TO MAKE MY GET AWAY. ALL I EVER NEEDED WAS AN 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 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? ANYWHERE TO BE AWAY FROM THE CAGE, ANYWHERE THAT WILL TAKE ME TO LIFE, TO ADVENTURE. WHAT'S THAT IN FRONT OF A SHIP! "A SHIP! LOOK AT... LIT UP A CHRISTMAS TREE! WHAT'S THAT WRITING ON THE SIDE? 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!" SEEMED TO HEAR THE VOICE OF HIS NEW COCKNEY MOUSE FRIEND, BONCE, SINGING TO HIM, IN ANIMO.