Love the Crazy Ones [emotional 18]

singer-songwriter, classical crossover, dramatic

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["Love the Crazy Ones"]
[Singer-songwriter style – Angry, yet full of love for the crazy ones]

[Verse 1]
I’m sick of the fools, sick of the blind,
Sick of the greedy and their empty minds,
Sick of the idiots who never learn a thing,
Sick of watching the whole damn world burn.

You chase after money, you chase after lies,
You chase after comfort, you turn a blind eye,
You aren't insane—no, that’s not your crime,
You’re just too afraid of losing your money.

[Pre-Chorus]
But the crazy ones, the wild ones, the odd ones,
The ones who dared to wish for change—
I don’t hate them, no, not at all,
I stand by them before they fall.

[Chorus]
I’m angry at the fools, angry at the greed,
Angry at those who never bleed,
But I love the crazy ones, I love the mad,
I love the dreamers, for better or worse.

Banish the fools, banish the blind,
But save a place for the crazy ones,
For the world was built by those who tried,
Not by those who just followed and lied.

[Verse 2]
You call them foolish, you call them wrong,
Those who sing a different song,
But I’ve seen the fools—quiet and safe,
They never took a risk, never left a trace.

The greedy build their walls up high,
The idiots only ask, "Why?",
But the crazy ones, they jump, they fall,
They’re the only ones who truly lived. [Bridge] (slower, raw, with the intensity of spoken word)
I have no patience for the cautious and the dull,
I have no mercy for the greedy scum,
But give me the crazy ones, give me the wild ones,
Give me the one who has kept the child alive within.

For reason is boring, safety is a cage,
The dull ones just quietly turn to the next page,
But the crazy ones burn, the crazy ones fly,
The crazy ones ask the question "Why?" [Chorus]
I am angry at the dull, angry at the greed,
Angry at those who never bleed,
But I love the crazy ones, I love the mad,
I love the dreamers—be they good or bad.

Banish the dull, banish the blind,
But keep a place open for the crazy ones,
For the world was built by those who dared,
Not by those who merely followed and lied.

[Outro]
So here’s to the dull—sleep well,
And to the greedy—lose your fight,
But to the crazy ones—stay alive,
You are the only reason this world survives.

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["Love the Crazy Ones"] [Singer-songwriter style – Angry, yet full of love for the crazy ones] [Verse 1] I’m sick of the fools, sick of the blind, Sick of the greedy and their empty minds, Sick of the idiots who never learn a thing, Sick of watching the whole damn world burn. You chase after money, you chase after lies, You chase after comfort, you turn a blind eye, You aren't insane—no, that’s not your crime, You’re just too afraid of losing your money. [Pre-Chorus] But the crazy ones, the wild ones, the odd ones, The ones who dared to wish for change— I don’t hate them, no, not at all, I stand by them before they fall. [Chorus] I’m angry at the fools, angry at the greed, Angry at those who never bleed, But I love the crazy ones, I love the mad, I love the dreamers, for better or worse. Banish the fools, banish the blind, But save a place for the crazy ones, For the world was built by those who tried, Not by those who just followed and lied. [Verse 2] You call them foolish, you call them wrong, Those who sing a different song, But I’ve seen the fools—quiet and safe, They never took a risk, never left a trace. The greedy build their walls up high, The idiots only ask, "Why?", But the crazy ones, they jump, they fall, They’re the only ones who truly lived. [Bridge] (slower, raw, with the intensity of spoken word) I have no patience for the cautious and the dull, I have no mercy for the greedy scum, But give me the crazy ones, give me the wild ones, Give me the one who has kept the child alive within. For reason is boring, safety is a cage, The dull ones just quietly turn to the next page, But the crazy ones burn, the crazy ones fly, The crazy ones ask the question "Why?" [Chorus] I am angry at the dull, angry at the greed, Angry at those who never bleed, But I love the crazy ones, I love the mad, I love the dreamers—be they good or bad. Banish the dull, banish the blind, But keep a place open for the crazy ones, For the world was built by those who dared, Not by those who merely followed and lied. [Outro] So here’s to the dull—sleep well, And to the greedy—lose your fight, But to the crazy ones—stay alive, You are the only reason this world survives.

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