Everybody's Crazy

[Accent] Everybody’s crazy, everyone is crazy Everybody’s crazy, everyone is crazy Everybody’s nuts, everyone is psycho Everybody’s maniacs, everyone‘s insane We are basket cases, we are all berserk We are off our rockers, we’re out of our minds Everybody’s loony, we are 7:30 Not excluding you, but including me [Accent] I still collect toys, and read many comic books And play these video games, I just miss my childhood But is it gone for good, guess I’m a young adult, or An older kid, whose born and then I’m close to death, the opposite, don’t think Why would I love a person who brings so much hurt in? Who left me ‘cause she was searching, and thus did her thing Still I let her in but just get frantic Was their sex really worth this? Am I the last romantic? I am really cocky but also insecure Sometimes I am modest but then I’ll show off some more Is it awesome or have I just lost my marbles? A contradiction, consciousness-less, oxy-moronic is, don’t think I don’t want to be a human, I wanna live as some new being Where life isn’t so confusing, I’ll exist as some new thing Instead of some earthling, I’ll be from another planet I’d bet there are worse things, and I will manage [Accent] I am robot, I am a cyborg I am a computer, I am from the future I am made of metal, I was sent to help you And ‘though I am humane, and we are not the same I only have wires, I don’t have veins I just have a hard drive, I don’t have a brain I told you I’m a robot, I am a cyborg You’re not on your own, & you are not alone [Kinetics] You are not alone, this continuum is infinite Tryna tell somebody that it ISN’T is equivalent To tryna tell a Fifteenth Century Finnish fisherman The planet that he’s fishin’ in is not flat, isn’t it? Tell me why this map has so many damn lines And why this planet’s contaminated with landmines No wonder we say “This land’s mine!” But if man is so evil why do we call humanity man-kind? Yo I keep tree locked right inside of my weed box So when I speak thoughts out loud the Gods eavesdrop (CYBORG) Born with a deformative form And the formula to form performances of four-minute songs I’m not imperialistic, I’m just here for a visit To leave the sphere that you live in with some material in it (listen) One of a kind? Maybe, son Or maybe I’m just a perfectly sane alien, and y’all are the crazy ones [Accent] Everybody’s different, everyone is different Everybody’s different, everyone is different Everyone’s unique, everybody’s special Everyone’s specific, everyone’s themselves We are individual, we are all exclusive We are all varied, we are all snowflakes We are on our own, we are all alone Not excluding you, but including me [Accent] I never met my father, and my mom was a little cold I know I could get way farther, if I would just let it go But I’m a sens’tive boy, of much intenser folk, my soul Is incomplete until I see the Bill in me and hear him speak, just think, think My mother is Puerto Rican, my dad is Ukrainian Somehow I’m both of these things, but neither at the same time I’ll just create mine, and get to be a new race And make one great kind, instead of being two faced I’d live to love another, and love to live just for her & until she’s discovered, my heart is simply tortured I try to hold it in, it’s overflowing and, it pours From within, just for them, if someone is the one to get, just think, think Writing is my only constant, the thing that’s always there It’s why I am still alive and the reason I’ll stay here To make them all say yeah, when I ask if they feel good They don’t know their cheers, prevent my spilled blood