Robbie Williams, Rufus Wainwright - Hotel Crazy

Everyone's suggesting, inferring, in bold type The idiots and actually the minority That I'm wasted, that I'm strung out 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 lobby The velvet stairs don't make a sound As we're heading up to higher ground Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto 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 And if it's the end of the road, I want a new road And the only thing they should be checking out is my ass! Checking into Hotel Crazy, Leaving all my bags in lobby The velvet stairs don't make a sound As we're heading up to higher ground Checking into Hotel Crazy, do disturb me Gonna make you mad, gonna make you sad, Gonna make you wanna be here Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto 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, I think I can do it