Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning

I been dreaming I was Al Capone

There's a rumor going round

Gotta clear outta town

Yeah, I'm 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 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 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