Well I know You're only happy when you see them cryin' You got the power there ain't no denyin' What you're sellin', baby I ain' buyin'
You suck the lifeline out of everything There ain't no limit to the pain you bring You know the value of nothing And the price of everything
So ok, ok Why don't you have it your way? Why don't you have it your way? Why don't you have it your way?
Well Saint Peter He hold the keys to the gates of heaven But you can get in if you face those fears It's an identikit, a parameter
You might as well just turn and face the music 'Cause what we're givin' baby they can't use it Better just turn run along And take your protest song and be gone
Ok, ok Why don't you have it your way? Why don't you have it your way? Why don't you have it your way?