Sleeping very soundly
on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming
I was Al Capone
Theres a rumour going
round gotta clear out of town
Im smelling like a dry fish bone
Here comes the law
gonna break down
the door gonna carry me
away once more
Never never never
get it anymore
Gotta get away from
this stone cold floor
Crazy
Stone cold crazy you know
Rainy afternoon
I gotta blow a typhoon and
Im playing on my
slide trombone
Anymore anymore
Cannot take it anymore
Gotta get away from
this stone cold floor
Crazy
Stone cold crazy you know
Walking down the street
shooting people
that I meet with my rubber
tommy water gun
Here comes the deputy
hes gonna come and getta me
I gotta get me get up and run
They got the sirenes loose
I ran right outa juice
Theyre gonna put me in a cell
if I cant go to heaven
will they let me go to hell
Crazy
Stone cold crazy you know