Текст: Pedro The Lion. Whole. Nothing.

If only the rules were built upon
Philosophy that I embraced
I'd hug your neck
And kiss your face

But its very obvious
That your ideals are not for me
You'll tell me what to do
But you will see that I do as I please

'Cause I want to do it my way
I want to fly
I want to do it my way
'Cause I want to fly

The problem with rules
Is they alienate the criminals
When whose to say
If what they did was wrong that day

If you'd open your mind up
You'd see that there is nothing
That's always wrong
No matter what you say, it's just not true
That there's only one way

'Cause I want to do it my way
'Cause I want to fly
I want to do it my way
I want to fly

I hope we have ourselves
An understanding
I hope we have ourselves
An understanding
I hope we have ourselves
An understanding