Hotel Crazy - Robbie Williams, Rufus Wainwright

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