Eric Church -
&
Mad Man
He's a modern day Jekyll and Hyde, mixin' pride with the cold hard facts
Starin' awful hard at a picture on a bar of a girl that he won't get back
He's talkin' to himself knowin' damn well his self doesn't know what now
'Xcept fire shots of Jack and popping caps of Silver Bullets in his mouth
He's a mad man at the world
'Cause a girl told him goodbye
His thumbs-up has been grounded
Now it's that bird he loves to fly
Might be happy hour to you but his mind ain't nowhere near there
It's busy goin' crazy on the heels of her Mercedes
Drivin' back home north of 80 to the Badlands
He's still holdin' on like a mad man
He ain't lookin' for a fight but that might be what ya get
If you light that fuse that looks to you like a half-smoked cigarette
Just leave his glass half empty, he's better off left alone
Kind of like a house up the road, the lights are on but no one's home
He's a mad man at the world
'Cause a girl told him goodbye
Now his thumbs-up has been grounded
It's that bird he loves to fly
It might be happy hour to you but his mind ain't nowhere near there
It's busy goin' crazy on the heels of her Mercedes
Drivin' back home north of 80 to the Badlands
He's still holdin' on like a mad man
Yeah, like a mad man, oh
Mad man
Like a mad man
Starin' awful hard at a picture on a bar of a girl that he won't get back
He's talkin' to himself knowin' damn well his self doesn't know what now
'Xcept fire shots of Jack and popping caps of Silver Bullets in his mouth
He's a mad man at the world
'Cause a girl told him goodbye
His thumbs-up has been grounded
Now it's that bird he loves to fly
Might be happy hour to you but his mind ain't nowhere near there
It's busy goin' crazy on the heels of her Mercedes
Drivin' back home north of 80 to the Badlands
He's still holdin' on like a mad man
He ain't lookin' for a fight but that might be what ya get
If you light that fuse that looks to you like a half-smoked cigarette
Just leave his glass half empty, he's better off left alone
Kind of like a house up the road, the lights are on but no one's home
He's a mad man at the world
'Cause a girl told him goodbye
Now his thumbs-up has been grounded
It's that bird he loves to fly
It might be happy hour to you but his mind ain't nowhere near there
It's busy goin' crazy on the heels of her Mercedes
Drivin' back home north of 80 to the Badlands
He's still holdin' on like a mad man
Yeah, like a mad man, oh
Mad man
Like a mad man
Credits
Writer(s): Casey Beathard, Eric Church
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