Stone Cold Crazy

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning

I was dreaming I was Al Capone

There's a rumour going 'round, gotta clear out of town

Yeah, I'm smelling like a dry fish bone

Here come the Law, gonna break down the door

Gonna carry me away once more

Never, I never, I never want it anymore

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

Crazy (Stone cold crazy, you know)

Rainy afternoon, I gotta blow a typhoon

And I'm 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 come the deputy, he's gonna come and get me

I gotta get me, get up, and run

They got the sirens loose, I ran right outta juice

They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to Heaven

Will they let me go to Hell?

Crazy (Stone cold crazy, you know)

Ow!