Stone Cold Crazy Lyrics - Britny Fox

Freddie Mercury, Brian May, Roger Taylor and John Deacon 

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning 

I was dreaming I was Al Capone 

There's a rumour going round 

Gotta clear outa town 

I'm smelling like a dry fish bone 

Here come the law gonna break down the door 

Gonna carry me away once more 

Never 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 get me 

I gotta get me up and run 

They got the sirens loose 

I ran right outa 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