Alex McMurray

A stopped clock is right twice a day

but here it isn't so

Your clock's somewhere on the neutral ground

between here and Thibodeaux

Gravity's got no business here

ran crying like a kid

He's crying up there in the attic where we done hid

You've got to be crazy

You've got to be crazy to hang around

You've got to be crazy to live in this town

Just like you I prayed for rain

and then it rained all day

Rained and rained for two weeks and two nights

Make it go away

I went to ask The Man & he don't know

His brother don't know either

In the church of the miscreants I'm a stone believer

You've got to be crazy

You've got to be crazy to hang around

You've got to be crazy to live in this town

I'm going to lay it out like the Hindu say

I'm saying there's a god and she wants to play

Man she's up there laughing I know it's true

And down here everybody saying

"How'd you do?"

They say this town's been bent many times

but it never broke

They say this place been asleep for so long

and it never woke

I used to pray to the lord, "God help us

Deliver us from Ease"

Now I pray to the lord "Where are you?

Won't you help us won't you please?