[Intro - slide guitar riff, stomping beat] Yeah! (Let’s get it rollin’...) [Verse 1] You can talk your talk, I’ve heard it all before, You keep on knockin’, I ain’t answerin’ that door. You got your rules and your fancy ways, But I got my six-string and a place to play. You say I’m wrong, you say I’m wild, But I ain’t been tamed since I was a child. You can write your book on what’s right for me, But the last page ends where I feel free! [Chorus - big, shout-along energy] I DON’T NEED YOUR APPROVAL, NO, I DON’T NEED YOUR KIND CONTROL! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CHAINS AND CROWN, I’M TOO DAMN FREE TO BOW DOWN! I DON’T NEED YOUR APPROVAL, BABY — I’M ALRIGHT BEIN’ ME! [Verse 2 - slide guitar riff, bluesy swagger] You drink your wine, I’ll sip my sin, You play to please, I play to win. You judge my fire, I fan my flame, Ain’t my fault we ain’t the same. You call it pride, I call it peace, You chase their love, I get my release. You want a crowd to tell you who you are — I just want a full tank and an old guitar! [Chorus - crowd singalong style] I DON’T NEED YOUR APPROVAL, NO, I DON’T NEED YOUR KIND CONTROL! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CHAINS AND CROWN, I’M TOO DAMN FREE TO BOW DOWN! I DON’T NEED YOUR APPROVAL, BABY — I’M ALRIGHT BEIN’ ME! [Bridge - breakdown, talking blues, guitar slide echoing] Now listen here... You can care what they think, if you wanna wear them chains, But I’d rather walk alone than dance in their game. They talk behind my back, but that’s alright, I ain’t turnin’ around — I’m headin’ toward the light! [Final Chorus - full band, guitar solo weaving through vocals] I DON’T NEED YOUR APPROVAL, NO! I DON’T NEED YOUR KIND CONTROL! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CHAINS AND CROWN, I’M TOO DAMN FREE TO BOW DOWN! I DON’T NEED YOUR APPROVAL, BABY — HELL, I’M ALRIGHT BEIN’ ME! [Outro - slide guitar solo fading out, drummer hits final stomp] (Yeah... I’m alright bein’ me...)
