My Way Songtext
von Dinosaur Pile‐Up
My Way Songtext
All my friends keep telling me to quit cursing on my tracks
But I want to, so fuck you, this is my shit and that′s that
Anyway, what's the point in any of this if it isn′t fun?
I don't care 'bout the radio, and I don′t get number ones (P.S.)
Let′s be real, please, and just for once tell the truth
Lately, nobody fucks with shit like I do
Can I get another famous drummer, featuring somebody fucking lame?
Recycling material, fuck it, all that shit's the same
′Cause they don't got what I got, and I don′t like to gloat
But I guess it's like they say, you either got it or you don′t
Oh, and to the haters and labels all saying I can't be myself
Well, fuck 'em, I′ma do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I′ma do it my way, do it my way
Do it my way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, do it my way, yeah
Don′t got a Grammy or a fancy car
Don't give a fuck, I′m gonna do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way
Wait, I′m 'bout to get real about being in a band (what?)
Playing to three people and then sleeping in the van
My mum, she thinks it's glamorous, but I′ma just say it
You kill yourself to make a record and then nobody plays it
If I spin this track twenty million times
That′ll maybe make a buck (ka-ching)
I can use that to buy my groceries, lucky I don't eat a lot (wow)
As a kid, I thought I′d be famous and become a billionaire (nope)
But maybe I'd be better off flipping burgers in the yard
Just marrying my girlfriend, living for the weekend
Pop had a kid, settle down and quit the band
Nah, quitting ain′t my style, so fuck it, I'ma do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I′ma do it my way, do it my way
Do it my way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, do it my way, yeah
Don't got a Grammy or a fancy car
Don′t give a fuck, I′m gonna do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way
Kick it, uh
Kiss this, motherfuckers, uh
(My way, my way, my way, my way)
(My way, my way)
I′ma do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, do it my way
Do it my way, yeah, yeah
I′ma do it my way, do it my way, yeah
Don't got a Grammy, just got my guitar
Don′t give a fuck, I'm gonna do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, oh
Thank you
But I want to, so fuck you, this is my shit and that′s that
Anyway, what's the point in any of this if it isn′t fun?
I don't care 'bout the radio, and I don′t get number ones (P.S.)
Let′s be real, please, and just for once tell the truth
Lately, nobody fucks with shit like I do
Can I get another famous drummer, featuring somebody fucking lame?
Recycling material, fuck it, all that shit's the same
′Cause they don't got what I got, and I don′t like to gloat
But I guess it's like they say, you either got it or you don′t
Oh, and to the haters and labels all saying I can't be myself
Well, fuck 'em, I′ma do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I′ma do it my way, do it my way
Do it my way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, do it my way, yeah
Don′t got a Grammy or a fancy car
Don't give a fuck, I′m gonna do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way
Wait, I′m 'bout to get real about being in a band (what?)
Playing to three people and then sleeping in the van
My mum, she thinks it's glamorous, but I′ma just say it
You kill yourself to make a record and then nobody plays it
If I spin this track twenty million times
That′ll maybe make a buck (ka-ching)
I can use that to buy my groceries, lucky I don't eat a lot (wow)
As a kid, I thought I′d be famous and become a billionaire (nope)
But maybe I'd be better off flipping burgers in the yard
Just marrying my girlfriend, living for the weekend
Pop had a kid, settle down and quit the band
Nah, quitting ain′t my style, so fuck it, I'ma do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I′ma do it my way, do it my way
Do it my way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, do it my way, yeah
Don't got a Grammy or a fancy car
Don′t give a fuck, I′m gonna do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way
Kick it, uh
Kiss this, motherfuckers, uh
(My way, my way, my way, my way)
(My way, my way)
I′ma do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, do it my way
Do it my way, yeah, yeah
I′ma do it my way, do it my way, yeah
Don't got a Grammy, just got my guitar
Don′t give a fuck, I'm gonna do it
My way, yeah, yeah
I'ma do it my way, oh
Thank you
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