Sleeping very soundly on a saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone 
There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outta town 
Yes smelling like a dry fish bone 
Here come the law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry me away once more 
Never, I never, I never want it any more 
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor 
Crazy 
Stone cold crazy, you know, wooh, ow 

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, ow, hit 'em on 

Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet 
With my rubber tommy water gun 
Here come 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 outta 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