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Sex Pistols My Way Lyrics

Last updated: 08/31/2012 08:33:54 PM

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 that, 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 saw it through without exemption
I've planned each charted course
Each careful step 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 faced 'em all and the world
And did it my way

I've loved and been a snide
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And might I say not in the die way
Oh no, oh 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 stuffed a bloke
And did it my way

Thanks to Alex Dane for submitting My Way Lyrics.

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The Best | Reviewer: Matthew Andino | 8/31/12

Was there any song that Sid couldn't BUTCH'R the LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF!!!!!!!!!!? No? Well There you have it.
If you're one of those who think the vocals are off, FUCK OFF! Cause ya dont know a grain of sand about PUNK. The roar of the guitar, thump and clash of the drums with the scathing drone of careless vocal assualt back'd by a bumm'd bass and recording room of half lights, drunk'n stupors, damag'd amps, and hours of drawn out tir'ng dreary nights at aband'n'd studio sess'ons with endl'ss amouts of pr'ssur' and not a world's care about one bit of it.

Doing it YOUR WAY, That's PUNK ROCK, my Fri'ends.
That's the Sex Pistols. RIP Sid V. My Hero

CLASSIC | Reviewer: Alex | 6/30/07

Truly one of the greatest moments in Punk

Sid slaughtering Frankie's classic, a pitch unperfect rendition, complete with slaughtered cats , looting & brats.
What brilliant bastard suggested this song for the Pistols?

I have to read up on the 'Great rock & roll' swindle lol

Res In Peace Sid, Rest in Peace