He was born on the last day
Of the war that broke loose
His father was an outcast
His mama chose the noose
He was raised on the streets
And met a man of god
Look at all the pretty thoughts
That run wild in your head
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
He set out for the jade sea
On a raft made of bamboo
For a while he prayed every now and then
In the end it went away
What you're supposed to do?
When everything you think
Is so pretty here, is so pretty there
In the end it went away
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you
Mad Boy Luke, take me home with you