Tom:GIntro:GBbGCG
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone
There's a rumour going round
Gotta clear outta town
I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
G
Here come the law gonna break down the door
Gonna carry me away once more
Bb
Never never never wont it anymore
Cotta get way from this stone cold floor
C
Crazy stone cold crazy
GBbGC (B)
GBbGCG
Rainy afternoon I gotta typhoon
And I'm playing on my side trombone
Anymore anymore cannot take it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
CBb
Crazy stone cold crazy you know
(B)
G
WaIking down the street
Shooting people that I meet
With my rubber Tommy water gun
Here come the deputy
He's gonna come and get me
I gotta get me up and run
They got the sirens loose
I ran outta juice
They're gonna put me in a cell
If can't go to heaven
Will they let me go to hell?
C (GBbGC)
Crazy stone cold crazy you know