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(Rafferty/Egan)
We went to school wrapped up in cotton wool, dreaming bout the day Id leave,
I couldnt wait to get out, I couldnt 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...
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 its scene,
Sos the public wouldnt blink an eye.
In walks the boss, still carrying his cross, saying Youd better get it right or else.
Yeah, I had enough of it me, Id rather rough it, Im just gonna please myself.
Yeah...
Youve been walking on a fine line, dont 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...
Drums and Percussion: Andy Steele
Bass: Dave Wintour
Sax: Chris Mercer
Harp: Chris Neill
Guitar: Bernie Holland, Hugh Burns
Piano & String Arrangement: David Briggs
Piano, Guitar & Clavinet: Geraldine & Josephine