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I don't go to church on Sunday
I don't go to work on Monday
I sleep until I wake up
To whiskey in my coffee cup
And I take what the good Lord gave
That's the shovel that digs my grave
I never really had a plan
But everybody knows where I stand

And in all my friends I see
The same kind of crazy as me

There's more colors than red and blue
To paint the elephant in the room
You piss and moan about that and this
There's always another ass to kiss, but
I believe that freedom rings
And I believe in the songs we sing
I have a funny way you see
What the world might someday be

Why can't they just let it be?
The same kind of crazy as me

There ain't a single thing we own
We'll take with us when we're gone
So I'll just walk the earth awhile
Lend a hand and leave a smile
And who knows how the whole thing ends?
You can't tell me where or when
So I'll just pray that when I'm done
Meet the Father and the Son

And if I'm right they'll be
The same kind of crazy as me

There ain't a single thing we own
We'll take with us when we're gone
So I'll just walk the earth awhile
Lend a hand and leave a smile
And who knows how the whole thing ends?
You can't tell me where or when
So I'll just pray that when I'm done
I'll meet the Father and the Son

And if I'm right they'll be
The same kind of crazy as me

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