I went to Switzerland and dropped a few names

Said I knew some people at the top

Nice little singer took me up in the mountains

Got her started and she just wouldn't stop

I saw my hero in people magazine

Had a new liver and a walking cane

Last time I saw him he said I was trying too hard

Then they hauled him off to prison again

Yeah they locked him up in prison again

Feelin' like a gambler on the streakiest day

Still got no regard for the odds

Times like that your judgement kinda wanders away

You're crazy if you mess with the gods

I saw my big guy doin' dead man's curve

He could barely keep it on the road

They got a law now that allows the gendarmes

To confiscate your humble abode

Well they went in and they took the whole load

I did some talkin' to a girl in Honolulu

Seems I was less than polite

Her island warrior showed my face where the ground was

Twenty-seven stitches that night

A lot of second-guessing that night

Feelin' like a gambler on the streakiest day

Still got no regard for the odds

Times like that your judgement kinda wanders away

You're crazy if you mess with the gods

Crazy if you mess with the gods yeah