Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming, I was Al Capone
Rumor going round, gotta clear out of 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 anymore, gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you…
Rainy afternoon on a killer typhoon and I’m playing with my slide trombone
Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore, gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you…
Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet, bullet loaded tommy gun
Here come the deputy, try fuckin’ gettin’ me, gotta fuckin’ get up and run
They got the sirens lose, I’m running 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…