THE SEX PISTOLS MY WAY, Sid Vicious ( John Simon Ritchie)

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 I ve traveled each and every highway And more, 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 And saw it through with out exemption I planned each chartered 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 fuckall 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 world And did it my way I ve laughed and been a snake 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 may I say, not in a gay 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 kneel