Sid Vicious: My Way
Not the version sung by Jerry Vale that your grandparents listened to.
A performance not to be missed.
A performance not to be missed.
Dec 25, 2005 11:18 AM
Re: Sid Vicious: 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
through 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 have to do
I saw it through with no devotion
i slammed into a car
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 fuck fuck fuckin' else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I faced the wall and the wall
And did it my way
I've laughed or better sneered
I´ve had my fill, my share of living
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say, not in a gay way
And now no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats and he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, of one who kneels
The record shows, i´ve took my blows
And did it my way
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
through 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 have to do
I saw it through with no devotion
i slammed into a car
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 fuck fuck fuckin' else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up or kicked it out
I faced the wall and the wall
And did it my way
I've laughed or better sneered
I´ve had my fill, my share of living
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say, not in a gay way
And now no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a brat, what has he got
When he wears hats and he cannot
Say the things he truly feels
But only the words, of one who kneels
The record shows, i´ve took my blows
And did it my way
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