Queen

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone
There's a rumor going round gotta clear outta town
I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
Here come the law going to break down the door gonna carry me away once more
Never, never, never get 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 comes the deputy 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