When Do I Get To Sing my Way — текст песни (The Sparks)

No, no use in lecturing them or in threatening them, they will just say who you are
Is that a question or not and you see that the plot is predictable not new
But you`re still stunned at the things you will do

No, no use in taking their time or in wasting two times 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 So when do I get to sing my way
When do I get to feel like Sinatra felt when do I get to feel like Sid Vicious felt
When do I get to sing it my way when do I get to sing my way
In heaven or hell 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 smileyface still on
Sign your name with an x, mow the lawn

So when I sing my way...
They`ll introduce me hello, hello woman 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 scream and to flying plates and shoes
But I have no souvenirs of these crackerjack years, not a moment I could choose
And noone offer that I could refuse

So when do I get to sing my way...