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Artists Are Crazy - Serapicos
I am a crazy artist
But which one of us isn't crazy
I am a crazy artist
And I'm playing on your radio
Oh yeah
This is a band of gypsies
Our home is a raw caravan
This is a band of gypsies
And the devil is our only friend
Oh yeah
I like the ones who write and play
And sing their own music and songs
And I don't like the ones who don't
Ladies and gentleman be welcome
To a singing expectable
Here are lyrics and the score
I like the oil men who drill and suck
The oil from their wells
And I don't like the ones who don't
Oh little darling
I am here to love you and to sing for you
A melody of my folklore
Oh yeah
Come on come on come on
Come on come on come on
Come on come on come on
Come on come on come on
I hear the people singing
Hear them singing a song on the streets
I hear my baby crying
On the plantation of corn and wheat
Oh yeah
Para ra papa
I'm not a walking Jesus
I am not bringing your salvation
I'm just a crazy artist
And I'm playing my accordion
Oh yeah
I like the soldiers who declare
A war against their generals
And I don't like the ones who don't
Ladies and gentleman be welcome
To a singing expectable
Here are lyrics and the score
I like the slaves who kill
Their masters in the middle of the night
And I don't like the ones who don't
Oh little darling
I am here to love you and to sing for you
A melody of my folklore
Oh yeah
Aaaah
Come on come on come on
Come on come on come on
Come on come on come on
Oooo
Come on come on come on
This is a band of gypsies
Everyday in a different town
This is a band of gypsies
Our homeland will lever be found
I like the ones who write and play
And sing their own music and songs
And I don't like the ones who don't
Ladies and gentleman be welcome
To a singing expectable
Here are lyrics and the score
I like the oil men who drill and suck
The oil from their wells
And I don't like the ones who don't
Oh little darling
I am here to love you and to sing for you
A melody of my folklore
Ooooo