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 outta 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 any more

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

Crazy

Stone cold crazy you know (woo)

(ow)



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 (ow)

hit 'em on



Walking down the street

shooting people that I meet

With my rubber tommy water gun

Here come the deputy,

he's gonna come and getta 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)