| Song | Go As You Please |
| Artist | Stealers Wheel |
| Album | Collected |
| We went to school wrapped up in cotton wool | |
| Dreaming 'bout the day I'd leave | |
| I couldn't wait to get out, I couldn't 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 | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| 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 it's scene | |
| So's the public wouldn't blink an eye | |
| In walks the boss, still carrying his cross | |
| Saying ‽You'd better get it right or else†| |
| Yeah, I had enough of it, me, I'd rather rough it | |
| I'm just gonna please myself | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| You've been walking on a fine line | |
| Don't 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 | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah |
| We went to school wrapped up in cotton wool | |
| Dreaming ' bout the day I' d leave | |
| I couldn' t wait to get out, I couldn' t 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 | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| 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 it' s scene | |
| So' s the public wouldn' t blink an eye | |
| In walks the boss, still carrying his cross | |
| Saying You' d better get it right or else | |
| Yeah, I had enough of it, me, I' d rather rough it | |
| I' m just gonna please myself | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| You' ve been walking on a fine line | |
| Don' t 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 | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah | |
| Yeah |