Song Lyrics

There's a certain type of folk who tie a yolk, called credibility
Beholden to a form so nice and warm, called insecurity
But there's a special place, a friendly space, waiting for you
Just spend a moment there without a care, be impromptu

If I could have my choice I would rejoice, at the Crazy House
Go take a little spin on freedoms whim, at the Crazy House

There's a certain type of joy in being coy, called anonymity
But be careful where there's fear in there, called disparity
Or like a flock of gulls just let your souls, peck on celebrity
We're such a scattered form inside a mould, our identity

If I could have my choice I would rejoice, at the Crazy House
Go take a little spin on freedoms whim, at the Crazy House
Every now and then you meet a friend, at the Crazy House
A sense in reservation preservation, at the Crazy House
If I could have my choice I would rejoice, at the Crazy House
Yeah the people stare, the people glare, not at the Crazy House

If I could have my choice I would rejoice, at the Crazy House
Go take a little spin on freedoms whim, at the Crazy House
If I could have my choice I would rejoice, at the Crazy House
But there's uncertain cure in being pure, at the Crazy House

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The duration of Crazy House is 4:36 minutes and seconds.