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 and yes, 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