Urinetown the Musical: the original cast recording
Lyrics:

Bobby
Run, freedom, run!
Freedom, run away!
My friends, you have to run
Run-a, run-a, run
Freedom, run away!

That freedom sun
Will shine someday
'Til then you better run
Run-a, run-a, run
Freedom, run away!

Tiny Tom
I'm frightened!

Bobby
As well you should be. Freedom is scary. It's a blast of cool wind that
burns your face to wake you up.

Tiny Tom
Literally?!

Bobby
Yes.

There's a trickle of sweat -

The Poor
There's a trick of sweat -

Bobby
Drippin' in your ear -

The Poor
Drippin' in your ear -

Bobby
But still, you gotta run
Run-a, run-a, run
Freedom, run away!

The Poor
Ah - run, run away!

Bobby
Now, don't you fret
And never fear!
'Til freedom's

Bobby and the Poor
Won, won-a, won-a, won

Bobby
Freedom, run away!

The Poor
Run, freedom, run!

Bobby
There's a great big Cladwell on your tail!

The Poor
Run, freedom, run!

Bobby
And he's put his henchmen on your trail!

The Poor
Run, freedom, run!

Bobby
I'm simply layin' out the fac's for you
Great big Cladwell's makin' tracks for you
Ain't no time to relax for you -

Bobby and the Poor
Run, freedom, run!

Bobby
Run, freedom, run!

The Poor
Run, freedom, run!
Run, freedom, run!

Bobby
Freedom, run away!

The Poor
Freedom, run away!
Freedom, run away!
My friends, you have to run
Run-a, run-a, run
Freedom, run away!
Freedom, run away -
Freedom, run away -
Freedom, run away!
That freedom sun
That freedom sun
Will shine someday!

Bobby
...Three four...

The Poor
'Til then you better
Run, run-a-freedom run
Run-a, run-a way!

Bobby
Run, freedom, run!
Freedom, run away!
My friends you
Have to run
Run-a, run-a, run
Freedom, run away! The Poor
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!


Ahh...

The Poor
Run, Hallelu!

Bobby
That freedom sun!

The Poor
Freedom sun!

Bobby
Will shine someday!

The Poor
Some sweet day!

Bobby and the Poor
'Til then you better
Run, run-a, run-a, run
Run-a, run-a run!
Hallelujah!

The Poor
Freedom, run!

Bobby
With the wind in your hair
You'll run to freedom's glory!

The Poor
Freedom sun!

Bobby
That freedom sun will shine
All over your freedom story
I said freedom -
I said freedom -
I said freedom, run
Away!

The Poor
Run, freedom, run!
Run, freedom!
Freedom, run away!

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