You've Got to be Crazy to Live in This Town

A stopped clock is right twice a day
but here it isn't so
Your clock's somewhere on the neutral ground
between here and Thibodeaux
Gravity's got no business here
ran crying like a kid
He's crying up there in the attic where we done hid

You've got to be crazy
You've got to be crazy to hang around
You've got to be crazy to live in this town

Just like you I prayed for rain
and then it rained all day
Rained and rained for two weeks and two nights
Make it go away
I went to ask The Man & he don't know
His brother don't know either
In the church of the miscreants I'm a stone believer

You've got to be crazy
You've got to be crazy to hang around
You've got to be crazy to live in this town

I'm going to lay it out like the Hindu say
I'm saying there's a god and she wants to play
Man she's up there laughing I know it's true
And down here everybody saying
"How'd you do?"

They say this town's been bent many times
but it never broke
They say this place been asleep for so long
and it never woke
I used to pray to the lord, "God help us
Deliver us from Ease"
Now I pray to the lord "Where are you?
Won't you help us won't you please?"