Текст песни 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