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 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
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 up and run
They got the sirens loose, I ran right out a-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
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