This is a song for all the mad ones,
who never yawn, who never sleep
but only dream.
This is a song for all the mad ones,
who never die, who live in hearts,
I'm one of them.
I'm not allowed to go out.
You call me crazy and obscene,
you call me lazy and a freak.
I'm not a freak!
You call me boring and a mess
and in my life there's no success.
Oh I confess!
My hometown's red.
I paint the walls of my hometown red.

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