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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Vocals
Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright
Vocals
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Guitar
Karl Brazil
Karl Brazil
Drums
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Percussion
Steve Sidwell
Steve Sidwell
Orchestra Conductor
Ryan Quigley
Ryan Quigley
Trumpet
Simon Gardner
Simon Gardner
Trumpet
Paul Spong
Paul Spong
Trumpet
Mike Lovatt
Mike Lovatt
Trumpet
Chris Dean
Chris Dean
Trombone
Andy Wood
Andy Wood
Trombone
Nigel Barr
Nigel Barr
Bass Trombone
Nigel Hitchcock
Nigel Hitchcock
Alto Saxophone
Graeme Blevins
Graeme Blevins
Alto Saxophone
Jamie Talbot
Jamie Talbot
Tenor Saxophone
Ben Castle
Ben Castle
Tenor Saxophone
Martin Williams
Martin Williams
Baritone Saxophone
Alistair White
Alistair White
Trombone
Helena Bonham Carter
Helena Bonham Carter
Additional Vocals
London Session Orchestra
London Session Orchestra
Orchestra
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Songwriter
Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright
Songwriter
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Orchestrator
Steve Sidwell
Steve Sidwell
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Producer
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Producer
Steve Price
Steve Price
Strings Engineer
Felix Rashman
Felix Rashman
Additional Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Everyone's suggesting, inferring, in bold type The idiots and actually the minority That I'm wasted, that I'm strung out They all should be wondering why the hell I'm not! I'm gonna speak my truth, I think I'm losing it Feel kinda liberated, just a little bit And I'm a Big Mac short of a happy meal Not sure what to say or how to feel Checking into Hotel Crazy, Leaving all my bags in lobby The velvet stairs don't make a sound As we're heading up to higher ground Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto something that's gone in the wind I've got the right to vote, and I can reproduce And I can tell a lie, just like I tell the truth I have crazy thoughts, I do crazy deeds I have special times, for my special needs I present myself as a normal dude Look you in the eye when I talk to you Just a touch of the old socio Is it empathy I guess I'll never know It's sensational, I really only care about me And if it's the end of the road, I want a new road And the only thing they should be checking out is my ass! Checking into Hotel Crazy, Leaving all my bags in lobby The velvet stairs don't make a sound As we're heading up to higher ground Checking into Hotel Crazy, do disturb me Gonna make you mad, gonna make you sad, Gonna make you wanna be here Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto something that's gone in the wind Holding onto something that's gone in the wind I think I can do it, I think I can do it I think I can do it, I think I can do this I think I can do it, I think I can do it I think I can do this, I think I can do it
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Guy Antony Chambers, Rufus Wainwright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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