One Man’s Crazy Songtext
von Mark McGuinn

He′s poke broken image
Wore a brown tattered suit
Had hungry blue eyes, Desert Storm boots
He said I need a job, I've got wife, I′ve got kids
Please tell me mister how do I dress?
So I said


You can wear magazine's Birkenstocks
Low cut, tight tops that go without shoes
You can be purple, pink, polka dot it don't matter what
When you′re in red, white and blue
Oh rednecks′ clap tops, shaved heads, dreadlocks
There ain't any rules
One man′s crazy is another man's cool is another man′s cool

I said, I know some people who need a hard-working man
And your grandfather father's who helped settled this land
The money you sparing it′s not very far
And they want you to come as you are
As you are

You can be what you are and not what you're not
We won't choose your friends and we won′t choose your guide