Robbie Williams, Rufus Wainwright - Hotel Crazy lyrics
[Robbie Williams, Rufus Wainwright - Hotel Crazy lyrics]
"Everyone's suggesting, inferring
In bold type
The idiots and actually the minority
That I'm wasted, that I'm strung out
Well, they all should be wondering
Why the hell I'm not!"
I'm gonna speak my truth
I think I'm losing it
Feel kinda liberated just a little bit
And I'm a Big Mac short of a Happy Meal
Not sure what to say or how to feel
Checking into Hotel Crazy
Leaving all my bags in the lobby
The velvet stairs don't make a sound
As we're hitting up to a higher ground
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
I've got the right to vote
And I can reproduce
And I can tell a lie just
Like I tell the truth
I have crazy thoughts, I do crazy deeds
I have special times for my special needs
I present myself as a normal dude
Look you in the eye when I talk to you
Just a touch of the old socio
Is it empathy? I guess I'll never know
"It's sensational
I really only care about me
Is this the end of the road?
I want a new road
And the only thing that they should
Be checking out is my ass"
Checking into Hotel Crazy
Leaving all my bags in the lobby
The velvet stairs don't make a sound
As we're hitting up to a higher ground
Checking into Hotel Crazy do disturb me
Gonna make you mad gonna make you sad
Gonna make you all of it here
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
I think I can do it i think I can do it
I think I can do it i think I can do this
I think I can do it i think I can do it
I think I can do this
In bold type
The idiots and actually the minority
That I'm wasted, that I'm strung out
Well, they all should be wondering
Why the hell I'm not!"
I'm gonna speak my truth
I think I'm losing it
Feel kinda liberated just a little bit
And I'm a Big Mac short of a Happy Meal
Not sure what to say or how to feel
Checking into Hotel Crazy
Leaving all my bags in the lobby
The velvet stairs don't make a sound
As we're hitting up to a higher ground
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
I've got the right to vote
And I can reproduce
And I can tell a lie just
Like I tell the truth
I have crazy thoughts, I do crazy deeds
I have special times for my special needs
I present myself as a normal dude
Look you in the eye when I talk to you
Just a touch of the old socio
Is it empathy? I guess I'll never know
"It's sensational
I really only care about me
Is this the end of the road?
I want a new road
And the only thing that they should
Be checking out is my ass"
Checking into Hotel Crazy
Leaving all my bags in the lobby
The velvet stairs don't make a sound
As we're hitting up to a higher ground
Checking into Hotel Crazy do disturb me
Gonna make you mad gonna make you sad
Gonna make you all of it here
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
Holding on to something that's
Gone in the wind
I think I can do it i think I can do it
I think I can do it i think I can do this
I think I can do it i think I can do it
I think I can do this