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 and each and every highway

And yet, much more than this I did it my way

Regrets, I've had a few but then again, to few to mention

But dig, what I have to feel I'll see it through with no devotion

Of that take care and just along the highway

And more, much more than this I did it my way

There were times I'm sure you knew

When there was fuck, fuck fuck all else to do

But through it all, when there was doubt

I shot it up 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 ooh 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 their 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 say the things he truly feels

But only the words, not what he feels

The record shows, I've got no clothes and did it my way