Badlees - Mama They Must Be Crazy
(alexander)
Mama they must be crazy
¡®cause I can’t make heads or tales
Or someone must have lied
In your fairy tales
¡®cause I tried to walk that straight line
Sweat clean to pay my bills
While every lazy, ass kissing, son of a bitch
Gets paid to say he will
Mama don’t you know by now
They’ll never get to me
But I’m still waiting for the truth
To set me free
Mama they must be crazy
The way they use they’re stepping-stones
It’s carve ¡®em up and throw ¡®em out
And disregard the bones
You try to keep your senses
You try to keep your head
While some anointed yes man
Parlays your soul to death
Mama don’t you know by now
They’ll never get to me
But I’m still waiting for the truth
To set me free
Mama they must be crazy
Mama they must be crazy
¡®cause they weren’t playing fair
¡°son, shut the door behind you
And have a seat right over there¡±
Mama don’t you know by now
They’ll never get to me
But I was hoping that the truth
Would set me free
Mama they must be crazy