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Stone Cold Crazy

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning

I was dreaming I was Al Capone

Rumor going 'round, gotta clear outta town

Smelling like a dry fish bone

Here come the Law, gonna break down the door,

Carry me away once more

Never, never, never want it any more

Gotta get away from this stone cold floor



Crazy

Stone cold crazy, you know



Rainy afternoon, got a killer 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,

Bullet in my tommy-gun

Here come the deputy, try fuckin' gettin' me,

Gotta fuckin' get up and run

They got the sirens loose

I run right outta 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 know

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