Rolling Stones - Crazy Mama Lyrics
(m. jagger/k. richards)Well youre crazy mamaWith your ball and chainAnd your sawn off shotgunBlown out brains, yeahYou can scandalize meScorn my nameYou can steal my moneyAnd that dont mean a doggone thingCause if you really think you can push itIm going to bust your knees with a bulletYour crazy mama, ah yeahWell your old time religionIs just a superstitionYou going to pay high pricesFor your sacrificisesWell your blood and thunderSure cant faze me noneIf your going to keep on comingIm gonna take it all head onIf you dont believe Im going to do itJust wait till you get hit by that bulletDont think I aint thought about itBut it sure makes my shackles riseAnd cold blood murderMake me want to draw the lineWell your crazy mamaWith your ball and chainPlain psychoticPlain insaneIf you dont think Im gonna do itJust wait for the thud of the bullet