By Roger
I DON'T KNOW HOW I'LL LAST, BUT I'VE GET MOVIN' AND MOVIN' FAST. I GOTTA BREAK THROUGH TO THE SIDE, I'VE GOT TO RUN, GOT TO FLY.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THAT'S THE WAY I WAS TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, LOOKS PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
NOW I'M IN A AND I CAN'T STAND STILL, IF I DON'T GO NOW, YOU KNOW, I WILL. I WANNA BE LOOSE AND FREE TO ROAM, I WANNA THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD MY HOME.
FREE, FREE, FREE, THE WAY I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE, FREE, FREE, FREEDOM PRETTY GOOD TO ME.
LIVING IN A CAGE NEVER 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 NEEDED WAS AN OPEN 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, 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 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 A CHRISTMAS TREE! WHAT'S THAT WRITING ON THE SIDE? THE EL... THE Q.E.2!" SCOUSE THE MOUSE LEAPT ONTO THE SHIP. 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.