My Way
The Sex Pistols Lyrics

And now, the end is near
I'm getting closer to the end of my life

And so I face the final curtain (Ha ha ha!)
I approach death with a funny attitude and entertain myself

You cunt, I'm not a queer
I'm confident in my heterosexuality

I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I'll confidently present my argument

I've lived a life that's full
I've experienced a rich and fulfilling life

And each and every highway
I've explored all the opportunities available

And much, much more than this
And along with that, so much more

I did it my way
I lived life on my own terms

Regrets, I've had a few
I've made some mistakes

But then again, too few to mention
But they're not worth dwelling on

But I did .. what I had to do
But I did what I needed to do to get through it

I'll see it through without devotion
I'll push through it without emotional attachment

I planned, each chartered course
I carefully plotted out my ventures

Be careful thought along the highway
I carefully considered every decision

And more, much more than this
And I did it all on my own terms

There were times, I'm sure you knew
There were moments when you surely understood my feelings

When there was fuck, fuck fuck else to do
When there was absolutely nothing to do

But through it all, when there was doubt
Despite moments of uncertainty

I shot it up, or kicked it out
I either took drugs or fought through it

I faced the wall .. and .. the wall
I confronted the obstacles in front of me

And did it my way
And solved them the way I wanted to

I've loved in bed last night
I had a sexual encounter last night

I've had my fill, my share of looting
I've taken what I needed to live my life my way

And now, the tears subside
Now the crying is over

I find it all so amusing
I realize how ridiculous it all is

To think, I killed a cat
To think, I did something unexpected and unconventional

And may I say .. not in the way
And I did it my way, not the expected way

"But no, no, not me"
"But I'm not the average person"

"I did it my way"
"I did things my way from start to finish"

For what is a brat, what has he got
What is a spoiled kid, what does he truly have?

When he wears hats that he cannot
When he puts on airs he can't back up

Say the things he truly thinks
Express his deepest thoughts

But only the words, not what he feels
But really only fake feelings

The record shows, I've got no clothes
The record indicates that I wasn't following the norm

And did it my way
And I did things on my own terms and in my own style