It’s got nothing to do with you
It’s what I want to do
Everyone deserves the chance
To make everybody dance
Or write a masterpiece
Or do anything that they please
Why do you have to put me down?
I don’t want a 9 to 5 job in town
I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to do, my own thing
I want to write, I want to paint
I don’t want, to feel restraint
I want to sculpt, I want to play
I want to do it, my way
I want to live
You say that’s not going to pay the bills
What you say is giving me the chills
Obviously happiness in what I do
Doesn’t seem to concern you
I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to do, my own thing
I want to write, I want to paint
I don’t want, to feel restraint
I want to sculpt, I want to play
I want to do it, my way
I want to live
You say why are you fooling around?
Please don’t bring me down
I don’t want the office grind
Here’s what’s on my mind
I want to dance, I want to sing
I want to do, my own thing
I want to write, I want to paint
I don’t want, to feel restraint
I want to sculpt, I want to play
I want to do it, my way
I want to live