I don't know how long I'll last But I've gotta get movin' and movin' fast I've gotta break through to the other side I've got to run, I've got to fly Free, free, running free That's the way I was meant to be Free, free, running free Freedom looks pretty good to me Now I'm in a hurry and I can't stand still If I don't go now, you know, I never will I wanna be footloose and free to roam I wanna call the whole wide world my home Free, free, running free That's the way I was meant to be Free, free, running free Freedom looks pretty good to me Living in a cage never really was my style Now I've got the chance, I'm a-runnin' every mile (Meow - meow - meow - meow - meow) (Meow - meow - meow - meow) I've got a plan, I've been waiting for the day When 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 that's for sure Because I'm free, free, running free That's the way I was meant to be Free, free, running free Freedom looks pretty good to me Free, free, running free That's the way I was meant to be Free, free, running free Freedom looks pretty good to me Free, free, running free That's the way I was meant to be Free, free, running free ---- 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 you? A ship! "A ship! look at... lit up like a Christmas tree! What's that writing on the side? The Queen ell... the Q.E.2!" Scouse the mouse leapt onto the ship. Sailors were pulling in the gang-plank. "Next stop, New York!" "America! A mouse's dream!" Scouse seemed to hear the voice of his new co*kney mouse friend, Bonce, singing to him, in Animo.