Stone Cold Crazy

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning

I was dreaming I was Al Capone

Rumors going 'round, gotta clear out of town

Smellin' like a dry fish bone

Here come the law, gonna break down the door

Carry me away once more

Never, never, never want it anymore

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

Crazy, stone cold crazy, you

Rainy afternoon, ought to kill a typhoon

And she's playing on the saxophone

Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

Crazy, stone cold crazy, you, hey

Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet

Fully loaded Tommy gun

Here comes the deputy, tryin' ******* getting me

Gotta ******* get up and run

They got the sirens loose, I run right out of 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, hey