My way - Sex pistols
My Way

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
You cunt, I'm not a queer,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and every highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
But dig, what I have to do
I'll see it through with no devotion.
Of that, take care and just
Be carefull along the highway
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

There were times,
I'm sure you knew
When there was nothing
fucking else to do
But through it all,
when there was doubt,
I shot it or kicked it out.
I fought the just as before
And did it my way.

Knocked out in bed last night
I've had my fill; my share of looting.
And now, the tears subside,
I find it all so amusing
To think I killed a cat
And may I say, oh no, not there way,
But no, no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a brat,
what has he got?
When he finds out that he cannot
To say the things he truly thinks
But only the words,
Not what he feels.
The record shows
I've got no clothes
And did it my way!