John Mellencamp
Crazy Island
Written by - John Mellencamp
From - Cuttin' Heads
Hey, hey, America
You're some kind of crazy island
You're a place where dreams can grow
And there's history in your mansions
Good fortune in your plantings
You're well respected we all know
Hey, hey, America
Let's check your children
And see what they might know
 
Hey, hey, America
With your salesmanship and your salaries
And your strip malls a growin'
And your handguns and your heresies
Don't hold no responsibility
In this land of easy millions
Hey, hey, America
It's so thrillin' to see you grow
 
You're some kind of crazy island
You're some kind of crazy island
 
Well I prefer a sunny day
I just thought maybe I'd live a little bit longer that way
I don't think we should look the same
Or talk the same
Yeah I think it's a shame
And hey, hey, America
Across the new horizon
Are you sure that's the way we should go
'Cause I don't know
Maybe it's too late for all that
 
And hey, hey, America
You're wrapped up in your red, white and blue
Hey, hey, America
Wrapped up in yourself and your red, white and blue
Hey, hey, America
You're some kind of crazy island
 
You're some kind of crazy island
 
Hey, hey, America
You're some kind of crazy island
You're a place where dreams can grow
And there's history in your mansions
Hey, hey, America
You're some kind of crazy island
Some kind of crazy island
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