The Prisoner
(Harris, Smith)

-We want information, information, information. Who are you? The new number two - who is number one? You are number six!
-I'm not a number! I am a free man!!!
-Ha-ha-ha!

Dickinson: Hey, come on! Let me see those hands. Hey!

I'm on the run, I kill to eat
You're starving now you're dead on my feet
Going all the way I'm nature's beast
Do what I want as I please

Run, I'm gonna fight ya, to breathe, it's gonna be tough
Now you see me now you don't
Break the walls I'm coming out
Not a prisoner I'm a free man
And my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was
I know where I'm going...out
If you kill me it's self defense
If I kill you then I call it vengeance
Spit in your eye I will defy
You'll be afraid when I call out your name

Run, I'm gonna figh ya, to breathe, it's gonna be tough
Now you see me now you don't
Break the walls I'm coming out, singing
Not a prisoner I'm a free man
And my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was
I know where I'm going

I'm not a number I'm a free man
I'll live my life where I want to
You'd better scratch me from your black book yeah
'Cause I'll run rings round you

Not a prisoner, singing, I'm a free man
And my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was
I know where I'm going

I'm not a number I'm a free man
I'll live my life how I want to
You'd better scratch me from your black book
'Cause I'll run rings round you

Not a prisoner I'm a free man
And my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was
I know where I'm going
Oooh yeaah aah
 
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