| | Is anyone familiar with this version of 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, 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 careful 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 nothing Fucking 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, 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 thinks But only the words, Not what he feels The record shows, I've got no clothes And did it my way
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