Los Locos de Buenos Aires

One's all alone and waiting
Another believes in their own way
One's blind in their madness
And another who just drags on
The city loves them, so what?

One got stuck in the '40s
Another's done, they're back again
One thinks they know it all
And another prays all the time
The city loves them, so what?

The crazies of Buenos Aires
Beating all around
Filling the night with sunshine
With their strength, with their art

They're roaming through life
With their faith, their fantasy
Watch out for those folks
You never know what they want

One teaches medicine on the train
Another's waving, saying hi to who?
One's serious, threatening
And another's calm and wandering
The city loves them, so what?

One and their theater play
Another with their flute and cat
One's a poet, journalist
And another, an actor and office worker
The city loves them, so what?

The crazies of Buenos Aires
Beating all around
Filling the night with sunshine
With their strength, with their art

They're roaming through life
With their faith, their fantasy
Watch out for those folks
You never know what they want

The crazies of Buenos Aires
Beating all around
Filling the night with sunshine
With their strength, with their art

They're roaming through life
With their faith, their fantasy
Watch out for those folks
You never know what they want