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 'Everyone suggesting, inferring 
A bold type, the idiots and actually the minority 
That I'm a wizard, that I'm a 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. 
[Rufus wainwright] 
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'. 
[Rufus wainwright] 
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. 
[Rufus wainwright] 
Checking into hotel crazy 
Do disturb me 
Gonna make you mad 
Gonna make you sad 
Gonna make you all of it here. 
[Rufus wainwright] 
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. 
 
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