Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone Theres a rumour going round gotta clear out of 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 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 Im 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 hes gonna come and getta me I gotta get me get up and run They got the sirenes loose I ran right outa 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