You Must Be Crazy (Pointed Sticks)

You're living in a fantasy, you're blinded by the light Surrounded by the things you want, they make you feel alright You've got a lot of money and you've got a pretty face You say you're pretty happy here, you'll never leave this place You must be crazy (oh yeah) To be so lazy (oh yeah) Or am I crazy To be so bored I'm looking at the people as I'm walking down the street In all their Sunday fodder and they're trying to look so neat Everyone looks happy and I just can't understand How anyone could be content to live a life so bland They must be crazy (oh yeah) To be so lazy (oh yeah) Or am I crazy To be so bored You must be crazy (oh yeah) To be so lazy (oh yeah) Or am I crazy To be so bored You must be crazy (oh yeah) To be so lazy (oh yeah) Or am I crazy To be so bored