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