Crazy If You Mess With The Gods
I went to Switzerland and dropped a few names
Said I knew some people at the top
Nice little singer took me up in the mountains
Got her started and she just wouldn't stop
I saw my hero in people magazine
Had a new liver and a walking cane
Last time I saw him he said I was trying too hard
Then they hauled him off to prison again
Yeah they locked him up in prison again
Feelin' like a gambler on the streakiest day
Still got no regard for the odds
Times like that your judgement kinda wanders away
You're crazy if you mess with the gods
I saw my big guy doin' dead man's curve
He could barely keep it on the road
They got a law now that allows the gendarmes
To confiscate your humble abode
Well they went in and they took the whole load
I did some talkin' to a girl in Honolulu
Seems I was less than polite
Her island warrior showed my face where the ground was
Twenty-seven stitches that night
A lot of second-guessing that night
Feelin' like a gambler on the streakiest day
Still got no regard for the odds
Times like that your judgement kinda wanders away
You're crazy if you mess with the gods
Crazy if you mess with the gods, yeah
Said I knew some people at the top
Nice little singer took me up in the mountains
Got her started and she just wouldn't stop
I saw my hero in people magazine
Had a new liver and a walking cane
Last time I saw him he said I was trying too hard
Then they hauled him off to prison again
Yeah they locked him up in prison again
Feelin' like a gambler on the streakiest day
Still got no regard for the odds
Times like that your judgement kinda wanders away
You're crazy if you mess with the gods
I saw my big guy doin' dead man's curve
He could barely keep it on the road
They got a law now that allows the gendarmes
To confiscate your humble abode
Well they went in and they took the whole load
I did some talkin' to a girl in Honolulu
Seems I was less than polite
Her island warrior showed my face where the ground was
Twenty-seven stitches that night
A lot of second-guessing that night
Feelin' like a gambler on the streakiest day
Still got no regard for the odds
Times like that your judgement kinda wanders away
You're crazy if you mess with the gods
Crazy if you mess with the gods, yeah
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Writer(s): Burton Cummings
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