Frank Sinatra, My Way, With Lyrics

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takahata101 : I did it my way


Andorchadas : You know what? I'm rather glad that the comment section is a memorial for Frank Sinatra, Cell and Stan Lee. It shows how much joy these people (admittedly not so much for Cell since he's a fictional character) brought to the world during their lives. Thank you, Frank. Thank you, Stan

Anthony Hemann : Anyone who listens this has great taste in music

Mr. Perfect Cell : Damn you gohan

Android 19 : a perfect death for a perfect being, a swan song for a show that wasn't always perfect, but was made by people who did not back down from doing it their way.

Fros ty : Welcome to the comment section: 33% R.I.P. Stan Lee 66% R.I.P. Frank Sinatra 1% R.I.P. Perfect Cell

Andydoom : My favourite part was when he did it his way

Totally not Corvus Glaive : Cell(Imperfect): “And now, The end is nea- AHH! GOD DAMN IT! SHIIIIIIT!”

Andros Galvez : Who listen this in 2019?

Leilani Garcia : This song reminds me of my grandpa I miss him so much😭 even though he's gone I will always remember him in my heart❤❤❤

Brenton Taylor : And now, The end is near. *NO GODDAMNIT! SHIIIIIIIIII-!* -Future Imperfect Cell

Matthew Barrs : Welcome to the comments section. Come here to pay respects to those who you loved and shaped your life. May they all rest in peace and may their legacy live on.

Nina The Munch : RIP frank sinatra RIP cell RIP Stan lee

N’Karjo The Neko : Grandpa died at 1:00 today. Saved me from drowning in the ocean...

Jeremi Gaming : *RIP Frank Sinatra* *RIP Stan Lee* *RIP Bruce Lee* *RIP FREDDIE MERCURY*

THE OG GOD : The perfect final swan song for three perfect men

woogi You : Me: cant wait to read some awesome comments Five minutes later Me: why’s everything about death?

Jesse Adair : RIP Stephen Hillenburg

whatever : RIP Frank

Lyon Bros : 3:55 best’s too bad music like that isn’t in current music ); absolutely beautiful (; Also, am I the only one who doesn’t know who cell is?

TheBritishGamer : Love to have this at my funeral

The Real DannySan : R.I.P Perfect Cell you’ll be missed 😭😭😢🤧

Jake Sutherland : My grandpa passed away and we played this song at his funeral he loved this type of music RIP poppy 💔💔

Bobby Lambert : A perfect death for a perfect villain. RIP Abridged Cell

fab for : The original song is french (comma d'habitude-claude Francois) but i really like Sinatra?he was one of the most good singer of the last century.Congratulations Monsieur Sinatra

nathan smith : Cell did it better.

NylertheMarshmallow : I got here from hearing this in dbz abridged :’)

Dank Potatoes : I am a student at a modestly sized high school in Denmark. Like most other educational establishments we have an annual musical, where volunteering singers, dancers, actors and muscicians perform an entirely original play, writen and directed by fellow students. While our school isnt famed for its artistic students or high production value, we do pride ourselves on the fact that this is completely done by the students, with little involvement from outside help. Out of curiosity, i decided to join this performance as an actor, and managed to land a pretty decent role despite my practically non-existent experience. The writers/ directors of that year were incredibaly talented, motivated and inspiring to the rest of the group. So much so that my friend managed to talk me into volunteering for writing and directing the next years play, and against all odds we ended landing the job. So there i stood. I had no leadership experience, no practical knowledge of acting- theory and no plan for the future. I knew that a group of roughly 40 people would be looking to me for guidance, which i was in every sense of the word, incapable of providing. I have always been a bit of a shut-in, prefering sitting in front of a monitor over speaking to a crowd. My friend was barely better off, lacking experience in the same degree i did. So what could we do? Nothing to do but to begin writing the manuscript. The days were long, and the days were many. But a summer vacation and 13000 words later we were ready to recruit our team and show our finished manus to the world. Due to the excellence of the last years performance and instructors there was already a large group of performers looking forward to participating again. But for the first time, our inexperience came to show. We failed to recruit more than a few new actors. We lacked the charisma and the skill to lure in new help. Those were rough days. Plagued by a dwindling number of actors, with several crewmates jumping ship to spend their time elsewhere. Every man and woman have a breaking point. A point where the obstacles in their path force them to crumble and retreat. To give up. To flee. I reached mine after a couple of months. i could not motivate the actors to learn their lines and i could not reestablish the close bond i felt with the crew the previous year. After a partularly rough practiseday i came home, concidering passing the torch to someone more capable. Hell, even a teacher would do, despite the pride we took in our independence. But on that day, a song randomly came on my Spotify playlist. A song which i certaintly enjoyed, but never gave much thought to: "My Way". As i listened to the voice of Frank Sinatra bittersweetly remember his losses and victories i realized that could be me by the end of the project. Standing tall, taking the blows, doing it my way. Finishing what i set out to do... That could be me, if i could only bite the sour apple and see things through. And i promised myself that just as soon as the curtain dropped and the play was over i would head home and listen to "My Way", reflecting over these worst and best days of my life. So i saddled down: I got my act together, threw on the face of a leader no matter how unnatural it felt, and set out to create a magnificent show for the friends, family and everyone else who came to see the fruits of mine, and everybody elses labor. Things started changing: Actors starting taking things seriously and learning their lines. Scenes started to flow naturally and the band began to sound professionally. Even the crew was bonding, and everyone began to look forward to the mondays when we practiced.The play was coming together. And we began nearing the premiere. Today was our final perfomance. We bowed to a standing applause, and to the unquestionably positive reception from everyone i knew. I did what i had to do, and saw it through without excemption. I made it to the end. And so as i sit here at home with tears of joy, relief and disbelief rolling down my eyes for the first time in years i am reminded once again that i am human, and that life is a gooddamn crazy rollercoaster full of ups and downs. All that is required is being brave enough to take the step, and enjoy the ride. This is my story, or part of it at the very least. It may not be nearly as exciting as the superheroes of Stan Lee, the life of Frank Sinatra, or the conclusion to the third season of DbzA with the death of Cell. And yet this is something i will carry with me forever. The ups and downs, the joys and perils... it has made me a better person. Because (at the risk of sounding arrogant) this was never the work of an idol seen on a tvscreen. This was my dream. My work. My way

Sean O'Kane : Harry redknapp made the best cover of this

TheEman11910 : Rip Sinatra Rip Stan Lee Rip Perfect Cell

XXJamie_mXX X : My nannas fave song love u nanna rip xxx

Ayaan Shaikh : whos here from the jacksepticeye video

Acceptable Name : Farewell Abridged Cell. You truly were... a Perfect Villain.

DeV : I'm still listen this in 2019.


nicholas Villalobos : Happy Birthday Frank Sinatra 🎩👞

Andrea Gal : "Frankie said I did it my way"

Alaskan Psyche : Rest in peace, Cell.

Peridot : 2:18 When someone complains that I didn’t do a part in a game correctly.

Basil Manson : Perfect cell brought me here.

RTGABR : And now, the end is near And so I face the final curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case, of which I'm certain I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each and every highway And more, much more than this I did it my way Regrets, I've had a few But then again, too few to mention I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption I planned each charted course Each careful step along the byway And more, much more than this I did it my way Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew But through it all, when there was doubt I ate it up and spit it out I faced it all and I stood tall And did it my way I've loved, I've laughed and cried I've had my fill, my share of losing And now, as tears subside I find it all, all so amusing To think I did all that And may I say, not in a shy way Oh no, no, not me I did it my way For what is man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught To say the things he truly feels And not the words of one who kneels The record shows I took the blows And did it my way And did it my way

ok : play this at my funeral.

Jonathan Pirolo : one of the best songs

communism gaming : I do it my way no one can tell me what to do im free

Helen Maraki : December 2018, anybody! Beautiful

Jaime Gaitan : Who listens to this melody in 2018?

Jão : RIP PERFECT CELL : Back when popular culture was good. 😀

Dyslexic Batnam : Incoming Jacksepticeye comments