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