Pa' Loco

Natan El Profeta

For Crazy

Sister Marta is my companion
She has a whole life in the church
And it's not for you to criticize her
But something happens with her
I want someone to explain it to me
If there's a barbecue, she's there
If there's a gathering, she's there
But if they announce a fast in the church
It seems like she forgets
She doesn't show up there

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Everyone's crazy there, crazy, crazy, crazy
Everyone's crazy there, crazy, crazy
I know you don't believe me
Let me tell you a little

Pastor, I'm full of joy
The message was powerful
God keeps performing miracles
He is miraculous, amazing, powerful
The pastor was filled with joy
He asks: Sister, what was it?
Pastor, I haven't slept for weeks
And since you started preaching
I fell asleep

Where I gather that's for crazy
Where I gather that's for crazy
Where I gather that's for crazy
I know you don't believe me
Let me tell you a little
Where I gather that's for crazy
Where I gather that's for crazy
Where I gather that's for crazy
I know you don't believe me, believe, believe
Don't misinterpret this song
I just want it to be a blessing
In the church there are no perfect people
But imperfect people seeking perfection
My friends thought I was crazy
Because I don't smoke hookah, nor drink rum
But in my pockets I have the pack
Without a hangover, I'm better if I'm not mistaken
Look, this is something basic
The church is not a museum, it's a hospital
Where the sick go
Who need physical and spiritual healing
That's why I feel church so crazy
This song serves as a testimony
And let's give glory to God
Because in heaven is where
Our asylum is and it says