Song Length |
2:58 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
In High Spirits |
Subject |
Other |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Crazy Mae
Crazy Mae sits in the attic
comparing Dylan to Rimbaud
I'm on the lawn overlooking the flowers
that haven't already withered and gone away
And it's early autumn
In the middle of the day
Crazy Mae she says that
There's a reason to live
Don't put a bullet in your brain
And don't jump any cliffs
Crazy Mae she says that
There's a reason
There's a reason to live
But no-one's really sure what it is
Crazy me I'm her fool for love
Or to say the least her loving fool
as the clouds gather round and the sky starts spilling on the lawn
we play house in the tool shed
And it's early autumn
In the middle of the day
Crazy Mae she says that
There's a reason to live
Don't put a bullet in your brain
And don't jump any cliffs
Crazy Mae she says that
There's a reason
There's a reason to live
But no-one knows what it is
I look at her in wonder and I say; "What's this cause you talk about?"
She says, "Never you mind, cause you will know in due time" - in due time...
Crazy Mae, Crazy Mae
Crazy Mae she says that
There's a reason to live
Don't put a bullet in your brain
And don't jump any cliffs
Crazy Mae she says that
There's a reason, there's a reason
There's a reason to live
But no-one knows what it is
Crazy Mae, Crazy Mae