Tekst piosenki
No, No use in lecturing them, or in threatening them, they will just say ' who are you' Is that a question or not, and you see that the plot is predictible not new. But you're still stunned at the things you will do. No, No use in taking their time or in wasting two dimes on a call to God knows who When all you feel is the rain and it's hard to be vain when no person looks at you. So just be gracious and wait in the queue. So when do I get to sing 'my way' When do I get to feel like Sinatra felt When do I get to sing 'my way' in heaven or hell So when do I get to do it 'my way' When do I get to feel like Sid Vicious felt When do I get to sing 'my way' in heaven or hell Yes, It's a tradition they say, like a bright christmas day and traditions must go on. And though I say yes I see, no I really don't see is my smiley face still on? Sign your name with an X, mow the lawn They'll introduce me, Hello, Hello Women seduce me and champagne flows Then the lights go low, there's only one song I know There, this home which once was serene, now is home to the screams and to the flying plates and shoes. But I have no souvenirs of these crackerjack years, not a moment I could choose, and not one offer that I could refuse
