Stone Cold Crazy

Am Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning Am I was dreaming I was Al Capone Am Rumors going round, got to clear out of town Smell like a dry fishbone Am Here come the law, going to break down the door Am Carry me away once more Am Never, never, never want it anymore Got to get away from this stone cold floor D C Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know Am C Am D Am C Am D Am Rainy afternoon, ought to k**l a typhoon Am And she is playing on my slide trombone Am Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor D C Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know Am C Am D Am C Am D Am Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet Am Fully loaded Tommy gun Am Here come the deputy, try fucking getting me Gotta fucking get up and run Am They got the sirens loose, I ran right out of juice Am They are going to put me in a cell If I can't go to heaven, let me go to hell D C Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know Am C Am D Am C Am D