Wednesday, September 19, 2007

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Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space

And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I
didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Probably

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think
you're crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Maybe we're crazy
Oh nein, meine überaus liebenswerte Linkgöttin hoch drom, wo das Wasser fallen muss, um seinen angeborenen Neigungen nachzukommen oder einfach nur, um Ihr sicherlich viel zu geringes Salär zu ermöglichen, wir denken nicht, crazy zu sein, wie uns der wunderbar hinterfotzige Gnarls in trügerischer Sicherheit wiegen möchte.

Wir leben nur.

Herzlichst Ihr
Gernbarkley Listener
GrmblGnarlsSchmitz

stubbornita said...

ja aber herr schmitz!

das ist doch wunderbarerweise das gleiche!

vorzüglich!

stubbornita hahaha out of control!

Anonymous said...

Das können wir versprechen, liebes Fräulein stubbornita: Die Time of Your Life. An diesem vorwinterkalten Abend im rheinmainischen Tiefland, wenn wir den Salon zum Glühen bringen. Das werden wir und es haut mich jetzt schon weg vor ... aber vielleicht haben Sie's ja heute auch schon erlebt im erdgeschossrechts
...

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