Well, you're crazy mama  With your ball and chain  And your sawn off shutgun  Your blown out brains, yeah  You can scandalize me  Scorn my name  You can steal my money  And that don't mean a doggone thing  'Cause if you really think you can push it  I'm gonna bust your knees with a bullet, ooh  You're crazy mama, ah yeah  Well, your oldtime religion  Is just a superstition  You're gonna pay high prices  For your sacrifices, ah yeah  All your blood and thunder  Sure can't phase me none  If you're gonna keep on comin'  I'm gonna take it all head on  And if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeah  Just wait till you get hit by that bullet, ooh  Crazy mother, ah yeah  I'm comin' down to get you, boy, ooh  Don't think I ain't thought about it  It sure make my shackle rise  And cold blood murder  It make me wanna draw the line, yeah, ooh yeah  Well, you're crazy mother  With your ball and chain  You're plain psychotic, ooh  Plain insane  And if you don't believe I'm gonna do it, yeah  Just wait for the thud of that bullet, ooh  You're crazy mother, ah yeah  You're crazy mother, yeah  You're crazy mother, yeah  Crazy mother, yeah