[Verse 1 - solo piano intro four bars descending chromatic figure, warm intimate baritone male vocals with perfect diction and conversational storytelling delivery, narrow melody mostly within a fifth, muted trumpet plays single sustained note after "always will", brushes and upright bass enter gradually] There's a man who loves to dance with traffic Skips in front of cars for the thrill His friends all shake him, warn him, plead with him But he laughs it off and he always will For a while luck walks along beside him And the horns and the beeps set his spirit free But luck moves on and leaves him where it found him And the street's got other plans, you'll see [Pre-Chorus - brushes find steady pulse, bass walks with purpose, piano punctuates each noun with chord, muted trumpet echoes vocal on final line] First a scrape, then a crack, then a fracture He heals and he's back on the street He swears each time he's finished with it But the pull's too strong to defeat [Chorus - solo voice on opening line with piano chord only, gentle swell back to full trio, guitar comps quietly, muted trumpet plays melody in unison on "What kind of madness...", solo voice on "Strangely insane"] Crazy, wouldn't you say? Walking back onto the road every day Broken and bleeding but back for more What kind of madness drags him back out the door? Crazy — but is it so hard to believe? We've all been that man Down on our knees Strangely insane [Verse 2 - full small combo present, wear ier slower delivery, piano tremolo under "falls", limping dotted bass rhythm on "still he finds his way back", archtop guitar comping] His wife packs up, the job has long since gone The neighbours whisper, pointing as he falls He locks himself away to try to beat it But the day he's out he hears the traffic’s call Both legs broken, still he finds his way back Lost everything but can't explain the why You'd shake your head and call him past all reason You'd be right — so would I [Pre-Chorus - more active muted trumpet call-and-response between lines, final line into stillness with drums stopping] Every promise made and broken Every vow that didn't stick The street was always going to win this He was never going to quit [Chorus - same arrangement as Chorus 1 but slightly more present, solo voice on "Strangely insane"] Crazy, wouldn't you say? Walking back onto the road every day Broken and bleeding but back for more What kind of madness drags him back out the door? Crazy — but is it so hard to believe? We've all been that man Down on our knees Strangely insane [Bridge - first half: everything drops to sustained piano chords and upright bass roots only, spoken-word delivery over music, Ink Spots intimacy, full bar of silence after the question] Go ahead and call it ridiculous Go ahead and say it couldn't be true But swap out the street for a bottle And tell me — does it start to sound like you? [Bridge - second half: acoustic guitar re-enters, tenor saxophone enters with warm breathy tone, soft floor tom pulse, final line with long descending saxophone line] However smart we were in other ways However sharp the mind, however keen When the drink got involved we lost our reason We became what we never thought we'd be [Final Chorus - full small combo with conviction, open trumpet, tenor saxophone harmonising, solo violin sustained aching line, group backing only on "We've all been that man", solo voice on "Strangely insane"] Crazy — yes, that's the word The most sane-sounding truth you've ever heard Broken and crawling but back every time A thirst that overruled the sharpest mind Crazy — it's strong but it fits the bill We've all been that man Chasing something — that would kill Strangely insane [Outro - piano only with final resolving figure, spoken lines over fading chord, last two words spoken into silence] It's strong language But isn't it true? Strangely insane Me and you
