Stone cold crazy, stone cold crazy,
stone cold crazy, stone cold crazy,
stone cold crazy
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone
theres Rumor going round, gotta clear outta town
im Smelling like a dry fish bone
Here comes the Law, gonna break down the door,
gonna Carry me away once more
Never, never, never want it any more
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy
Stone cold crazy
Rainy afternoon, i got a blow a typhoon,
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,
Fully loaded tommy gun,
Here comes the deputy, try fuckin gettin me
Gotta fuckin get up and run
They got the sirens loose
I run right outta juice
Theyre gonna put me in a cell, if I cant go to heaven
will they Let me go to hell?
Crazy
Stone cold crazy, you know