Crazies (album mix)

What is it about the country and the city
That's where all the crazies go
You can pick them out half a mile off
Look out, here they come
Don't you know

Crazy is as crazy does
Crazy hate and crazy love
Crazies make the world go round
Crazy up and crazy down

Crazies asking for the rent
Crazies in the government
Crazies in the dead of night
Crazies in the broad daylight

You don't need a full moon to see the crazies
Cause they'll find you just like they all found me
Just like that - I was minding my own business
I was just walking down the street

The very first time I saw the crazies
Was the first time I opened up my eyes
Of course I didn't know about the crazies
But pretty soon I sensed that they were pretty much nearby

Crazies, they got plastic bags
Crazies, they got E-type Jags
They got nothing
They got work
They got pants and they got skirts
They got assets
They got skills
They make mountains out of hills
Crazies in your family
Trying to tell you who to be

If you think that everybody's crazy
Then everybody thinks you're crazy too
The truth is no one can escape the crazies
It doesn't really matter what you do

Just as well that everybody's crazy
It makes it so much easier to be
Anonymous in the middle of the madness
Invisible in this insanity

Crazies with their crazy smiles
Crazies choking up the aisles
Crazies getting on the plane
Crazies getting off again
Crazies got the mobile phones
Crazies sending out the drones
Crazies in the backs of cars
Crazies dressed as movie stars



Credits
Writer(s): Geoffrey Healey
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