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

There's a rumour going round, gotta clear out of town

I'm smelling like a dry fish bone

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

Never i never i never get 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

Crazy

Stone cold crazy, you know

Walking down the street shooting people that I meet with my rubber tommy water gun

Here comes 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 outa 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