Are You Frackin' Crazy?

Prices goin’ up and I can’t pay my bills.

Here comes a guy, says he can cure my ills.

“You could use a little cash. I know times are hard.

Just let me punch a hole in the middle of your yard.”

Are you frackin’ crazy?

Are you frackin’ crazy?

You must think I’m some kinda nut.

Are you frackin’ crazy … or what?

I heard about this farmer who bought your line of crap.

Standin’ by his kitchen sink, he opened up the tap.

When he put a match to it, the water caught on fire.

You can call it harmless.  I call you a liar.

Are you frackin’ crazy?

Are you frackin’ crazy?

If you’re directing this scene, I’m yelling, “Cut!”

Are you frackin’ crazy … or what?

I don’t have an engineering degree.

In high school I slept through chemistry.

But when you tell me poison won’t leak underground,

Do I smell sulfur? Is the devil comin’ round?

Are you frackin’ crazy?

Are you frackin’ crazy?

You’re just blowin’ gas up my butt.

Are you frackin’ crazy … or what?

You folks in the statehouse, you’re feelin’ the squeeze.

The state is outta money.  You could use the drilling fees.

But look out your window at the agitated crowd

Carryin’ signs and shoutin’ out loud:

Are you frackin’ crazy?

Are you frackin’ crazy?

Are you countin’ on me keepin’ my big mouth shut?

Are you frackin’ crazy … or what?