Rescued from the clutches of his sixth rum and coke
They helped him get his shoes on, they got him into his
coat
He fought like a monkey, the limo wildly swerved
And nearly left the road
But after they'd calmed him down
He said \"All of this could be yours, I give it now to you\"
They made the preparations, they set him up in place
A little bead of sweat went running down his face
He shuffled for a moment, then he let it rip
Oh it was ugly too
He wanted so to have compassion
But in the end, he went with what he knew
They called him Captain Crazy behind his back
They said it came from where he grew up
Possibly genetic too
Whatever landed in his Kool aid
It got inside of me, got inside of you