The Robert Reynolds Band - Must Be Mad

Seeing eyes in the dark faces in the dust
Dylan Thomas and T S Elliot have no place to rest
Don Juan wasn't a lover he was a merchant of lust
He sold romance to fools who had no one to trust
Hearing cries in the night hands passing the buck
The golden calf is on the rise do you trust to luck
Shakespeare and Dickens didn't write their stories for us
They told their tales to ones they thought they could trust oh yes

I must be mad to listen to them
Yes they're just telling me what I want to hear oh yes

Feeling sorrow every day the angel's got a gun
Judas wasn't a traitor he was just killing the messenger
Abraham and Moses are still looking for the promised land
They sold faith as knowledge to the desperate and the chosen ones oh yes

I must be mad to listen to them
Yes they're just telling me what I want to hear oh yes

Written by:
Robert Reynolds

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