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Tekster: Alanis Morissette. The Collection. Crazy.

A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door
While all those around him criticize and sleep

And through a fractal on a breaking wall
I see you, my friend, and touch your face again
Miracles will happen as we trip in

But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No, we're never gonna survive
Unless we are a little crazy

See yellow people walkin' through my head
One of them's got a gun to shoot the other one
And yet together, they were friends at school
Oh, get it, get it, get it, get it, no, no, no

If all were there when we first took the pill
Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe
Miracles will happen as we speak

But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No, we're never gonna survive
Unless we are a little crazy
No, no, never survive
Unless we get a little bit

In a sky full of people, only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy?
In a world full of people, only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy, crazy?
In a Heaven of people, there's only some want to fly
Ain't that crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy?

But we're never gonna survive
Unless we get a little crazy
No, we're never gonna survive
Unless we are a little crazy
No, no, never survive
Unless we get a little bit