Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I
was dreaming I was Al Capone
There’s a rumor going round gotta clear outa town
I’m smelling like a dry fish bone
Here come the Law gonna break down the door gonna carry me away
once moe
Never never never get it any more
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
Wlaking 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 got the sirens loose
I ran right outa juice
They’re gonna put me in a cell if I can’t got to heaven
Will they let me go to hell
Crazy
Stone cold crazy you know