1. MAMA WEER WE ALL CRAZY NOW

I dont want to, drink ma whiskey like you do.
I dont need to, spend ma money but still do.

Dont stop now, come on.
Another drop now, come on.
I wanna lot now, so come on.
Thats right, thats right.

I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now.

You told me a full fire water wont hurt me.
You teased me and all my ladies desert me.

Dont stop now, come on.
Another drop now, come on.
I wanna lot now, so come on.
Thats right, thats right.

I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now.
Stop it!

I dont want to, drink ma whiskey but still do.
I had enough to, fill up H Hills left shoe.

Dont stop now, come on.
Another drop now, come on.
I wanna lot now, so come on.
Thats right, thats right.

I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama we're all crayzee now,
I said mama (repeat mama) yeah!
I said mama (repeat mama) yeah!
I said mama (repeat mama) yeah!
I said mama (repeat mama) yeah!
Come on, come on.
I said mama (repeat mama) yeah!
I said mama (repeat mama) yeah!


2. MAN WHO SPEAKS EVIL

Here I am, in the same old clothes, looking back on my life
‘Cos I'm here alone. Left out here without a home
Take no chance, read between the lines, don't accept a way
When she always cries, just try to read between the lines
I tried to love you Now I'm here, taking things as I find Them

Now I'm here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back on My life
Wondering why . . .

It's hard to see and to understand just a-what it's like to Be pushed around
Kicking stones along the ground. I don't think it will ever Change.
Can I find a way to the front again and have another chance To spend my life with you
And now I'm here, taking things as I find them
Now I'm here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back on My life
Wondering why . . .

And now I'm here, taking things as I find them
Now I'm here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back on My life
Wondering why . . .