Brave and Crazy

Tom Cochrane

He sat down with his guitar in a distant place
When a man walks up and tells him
"Buddy there are some things you cannot say
I'll be damned if you'll tell me
What I can and cannot feel
And I won't be no puppet here
Of none of your back room deals

Modern love was invented by the minstrels in the dark ages
Where they used to hunt them down from town to town
Man, what deck are we dealing from here?
When a girl walks up and says
"You got something we've got to hear"

Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on
Brave and crazy (crazy)
Brave on

Along the boardwalk of this burned out tourist town
The ghosts of another day stalk the barren beaches
Where all come to hide from the rattling of the sounds
Of the skeletons in the closet
Hoping nothing brings them down
She said, "I have lived here nearly all of my life"
"I scare them to death because I say what I like"

Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on
Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on

There's a war here between freedom and the hypocrites
Who will try on all disguises just to see what fits
Truth is the one thing to live, love and die for
Raise your barbaric scream
High above the rooftops of the world
Brave on

He packs his car and picks a course upon a map
Maybe east of Eden
And maybe farther west than all of that
Then writes down everything he's seen
And everything that he feels
Then rips it up, it doesn't say enough
And throws it is a passing field

Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on
Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on

Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on
Brave and crazy (crazy)
Oh, brave on
And on and on and on and on

Brave and crazy
Brave on
Brave and crazy, crazy, look out
Brave on
And on and on and on and on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Crazy
Brave on
Brave and crazy
Brave on
Brave and crazy
Brave on