The badlees

Mama they must be crazy

The badlees
(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
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