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Titus Andronicus

Baby Crazy

 

Baby Crazy

(album: The Will To Live - 2022)


There is an inner wilderness, a bigger organism
And the world you think your living in is one you are imagining, a figment
Civilization was invented by wicked men to keep you in prison
And they even make you give 'em rent
It isn't indecision on our part that keeps us wishing impotently
'Cause our agency is mainly a facsimile of free will
Oh, when will we take a page from any playbook
But the one we've been force-fed for ages?

You can blame it on the mama
You can blame it on the papa
You can blame it on the doctor
It ain't gonna stop the baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, oh yeah

Oh yeah

The baby going crazy's only natural
I'm only saying: the day that we can finally face it maybe we can try to change it
Might be over-optimistic but without a pot for piss
They done pissed off the populace and turned 'em to misogynists and homophobes and racists
That's the nature of the cage
I say we make a coalition based on everyone's afraid of being naked on a winter's day
Our sustenance taken away and thrust into the food chain

You can blame it on the mama
You can blame it on the papa
You can blame it on the doctor
It ain't gonna stop the baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, oh yeah

Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah

Now, when I say, "The baby's going crazy"
You should know that I'm the baby
You're the baby, too
In that way, we're the same
And the father is a concept that's beyond my comprehension
But it's one I gotta mention
'Cause its influence is evident
Clearly there's a higher will to which we need to acquiesce
Resistance is ridiculous
You're waiting for an explanation that you'll never get
Well, baby, I can't name a finer way to drive an infant insane

You can blame it on the mama
You can blame it on the papa
You can blame it on the doctor
It ain't gonna stop the baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, oh yeah
The baby going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, crazy
The baby's going crazy, oh yeah

Oh yeah, the baby's going crazy, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, the baby's going crazy, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, the baby's going crazy, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, the baby's going crazy
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah
Oh ya-ya-yeah
Oh yeah

done

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