Founder's Canon
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he road is crooked and the streets are wavy
I’m the chauffeur that is driving myself crazy
The wheel’s hard to turn and my hands get lazy
But still I just keep on drivin myself crazy
People may suck and the world may hate me
But only I have the power to drive myself crazy
The depths of hell, they impatiently await me
Cause they know that I keep on drivin myself crazy
The way things fail will never cease to amaze me
So I take the wheel and steer as I drive myself crazy
So as it all goes to hell it doesn’t even phase me
I just keep on headed toward that place, Crazy
Now the world is blurry and getting a bit hazy
Chauffeur steps on the gas, speedin towards crazy
And it feels just like I am drivin Miss Daisy
Accelerate straight away towards crazy
But I realize, maybe, that no one can make me
As I ride down the road just drivin myself crazy
And no more will I let this crazy road take me
I refuse any longer to drive myself crazy
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