Did things my own way, made up my own rules
Took off a Sunday and stole all of your jewels
Moved into your house, you said "Can you move?"
I said, I'm goin', I'm goin', nowhere

I plan to fabricate a little holiday
And find myself a lovely, cozy place to stay
And if I like it I may never go away

Yeah

And when I show up you'll be thrilled to let me in
'Cause I got all you need to wash away your sins
Yeah, once you know me you'll realize I'm your best friend

You've been needing a new friend
I'm gonna be there 'til the end

Did things my own way, made up my own rules
Took off a Sunday and stole all of your jewels
Moved into your house, you said "Can you move?"
I said, I'm goin', I'm goin', nowhere

The heads of state are drinking up their vintage wine
While blowin' smoke on human rights and apartheid
From Pittsburgh, PA all the way to Palestine

Yeah

I'll tell you who's your enemy and who to trust
If you don't like it, I don't really give a fuck
I'm rolling heavy and I'm tired of your distrust

See your loyalty's a must
You better bring it, motherfucker

Did things my own way, made up my own rules
Took off a Sunday and stole all of your jewels
Moved into your house, you said "Can you move?"
I said, I'm goin', I'm goin', nowhere

And the sun keeps shining down
On the hills and city streets of this fair town
What once and what is now are futile
To break down, to break down

Did things my own way, made up my own rules
Took off a Sunday and stole all of your jewels
Moved into your house, you said "Can you move?"
I said, I'm goin', I'm goin'

I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere
Oh, oh

Did things my own way, made up my own rules
Took off a Sunday and stole all of your jewels
Moved into your house, you said "Can you move?"
I said, I'm goin', I'm goin', nowhere

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Christopher Lee Barker, Christopher Mark Head, Justin Cathal Geever, Patrick C Bollinger