Lyrics

We went to school wrapped up in cotton wool Dreaming? bout the day I? d leave I couldn't wait to get out, I couldn't wait to lay it out All of those bad memories Maybe I should mention I could never pay attention To all those educated fools Got to do it my way, forgettin' what they all say Makin' up my own kind of rules Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Working behind the desk at the local NEB Worrying about my shirt and tie Yeah, you had to be clean and you had to make it's scene So? s the public wouldn't blink an eye In walks the boss, still carrying his cross Saying? You? d better get it right or else? Yeah, I had enough of it, me, I? d rather rough it I? m just gonna please myself Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah You've been walking on a fine line Don? t mess around with your mind You know they played it mean and cruel You got to do it your way, forgettin' what they all say Makin' up your own kind of rules Got to do it your way, forgettin' what they all say Makin' up your own kind of rules Makin' up your own kind of rules Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Writer(s): Gerald Rafferty, Joe Egan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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