Stone Cold Crazy

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone

Rumour going round, gotta clear outta town

Smelling like a dry fish bone

Here come the law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry me away once more

Never, never, never want it any more

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

Crazy

Stone cold crazy, you know

Yeah



Ow

Rainy afternoon and a killer typhoon is playing with my slide trombone

Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

Crazy

Stone cold crazy, you know

Hey



Yeah

Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet

Fully loaded tommy gun

Here come the deputy, try and gonna getta me

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

Let me go to hell

Crazy

Stone cold crazy, you know

Woh

Yeah, yeah