Some people you can never please,
You might as well just let them be.
They mock everything not their own
From their imaginary throne,
But I won’t bow down,
Even if the whole world thinks I’m crazy.
So hey, hey, this song is for us,
So put your hands in the air
If you’re crazy like us.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, that’s freedom you hear,
Comin’ right to your ear,
That’s the sound from our fuss!
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey! Hey, hey!
Why try to be like someone else
When you can only be yourself?
No one can sing the song you do,
Be true, be legendary you.
So I won’t sell out,
Even if the whole world thinks I’m crazy.
So hey, hey, this song is for us,
So put your hands in the air
If you’re crazy like us.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, that’s freedom you hear,
Comin’ right to your ear,
That’s the sound from our fuss!
Hey, hey!
Hey, Hey! Hey, Hey!
Why kiss the feet of the people who kick you
When you can be anything that you want to?
Why kiss the feet of the people who kick you
When you can be anything that you want to?
Why kiss the feet of the people who kick you
When you can be anything that you want to?!
So hey, hey, this song is for us,
So put your hands in the air
If you’re crazy like us.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, that’s freedom you hear,
Comin’ right to your ear,
That’s the sound from our fuss!
Hey, hey!