I don't need no spin doctor
To tell me how to behave
Don't need no electric shock
To save me from being saved
If my methods seem peculiar
I don't care what you say
I'm not your bargain bin Gunga Din
I'm not your galley slave
Keep your opinion
Of who you think who's to blame
If I do something stupid
It's all the same
CHORUS:
I've got my own way of doing
Own way of doing things
I'm standing on the edge and staring
Into the empty below
I might jump into the fire
Might sit here in the snow
Cos one way is Jerusalem
The other way Jericho
I wish I may I wish I might
Not try to convince you
With a metal pipe
Or cut to the chase with a rusty knife
You wouldn't understand
CHORUS:
I've got my own way of doing
Own way of doing things
Everybody's got an opinion
But who cares who's to blame
I might have done something stupid
But it's all the same
That's why I'm telling you
CHORUS:
I've got my own way of doing
Own way of doing things