People Are Crazy
God, Beer, and Life's Crazy Stories: A Musical Journey by Highway Bros
Lyrics
This old man and me, were at the bar and we
This old man and I were at the bar, sharing a moment.
Were having us some beers and swaping 'I don't cares'
We were enjoying beers and exchanging stories of indifference.
Talking politics, blond and red-head chicks
Our conversation covered topics like politics and women with different hair colors.
Old dogs and new tricks and habits we ain't kicked
We discussed experiences with both old and new aspects of life, acknowledging habits we haven't overcome.
We talked about God's grace and all the hell we raised
We shared stories about the challenges we faced and the trouble we caused, reflecting on God's grace.
Then I heard the ol' man say
Then the old man made a statement.
"God is great, beer is good and people are crazy"
He expressed the perspective that God is great, beer is good, and people are unpredictable.
He said "I fought two wars
He revealed his personal history of fighting in wars.
Been married and divorced"
He mentioned being married and divorced.
What brings you to Ohio?
I inquired about the reason for his presence in Ohio.
He said "Damned if I know"
He replied that he had no clear reason.
We talked an hour or two about every girl we knew
We spent an hour or two discussing the various women we knew and the challenges we put them through.
What all we put 'em through
Reflecting on our experiences, much like old friends would.
Like two old boys will do
We considered the complexities of life and death.
We pondered life and death
The old man lit a cigarette.
He light a cigarette
He acknowledged the harmful nature of cigarettes, anticipating their potential impact on his health.
He said "These damn things will kill me yet
Despite this, he reiterated that God is great, beer is good, and people are unpredictable.
But God is great, beer is good and people are crazy"
As the night approached its end, he emphasized the greatness of God, the goodness of beer, and the craziness of people.
Last call its two a.m., I said goodbye to him
With the closing time at 2 a.m., I bid farewell to him.
I never talked to him again
We never spoke again after that night.
Then one sunny day, I saw the old man's face
On a later day, I came across the old man's face in the front-page obituary.
Front page obituary, he was a millionaire
Surprisingly, he was revealed to be a millionaire, leaving his fortune to someone he barely knew, causing anger among his children.
He left his fortune to some guy he barely knew, his kids were mad as hell
Despite the familial discord, I found myself doing well.
But me, I'm doing well
I visited his grave to express gratitude and offer prayers.
And I drop by today, to just say thanks and pray
I left a six-pack on his grave, reiterating the sentiment that God is great, beer is good, and people are unpredictable.
And I left a six-pack right there on his grave and I said
I concluded my visit with a reaffirmation of the belief in the greatness of God, the goodness of beer, and the unpredictability of people.
'God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy"
The final repetition of the mantra, emphasizing the paradoxical nature of life.
God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy
A reiteration of the belief in God's greatness, the goodness of beer, and the unpredictable nature of people.
God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy
A final repetition of the central theme, encapsulating the essence of the old man's perspective on life.
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