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

I did, what I had to do

I’ll see it through with out exemption

I’ve planned, each charted course

Each careful step, I learned the hard way

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 faced ‘em all, and the world

And did it my way



I’ve loved, and been a snide

I’ve had my fill, uh, my share of losing

And now, the tears subside

I find it all so amusing

To think, I killed a cat

And may I say, not in the gay way. 

Oh no. oh no not me

I did it my way



For what is a brit, what has he got

When he wears hats, and he cannot

Sell the things he truly feels

But only the words, of one who kneels

The record shows, I shot a bloke

And did it my way