Queen: Stone Cold Crazy

Queen


Stone Cold Crazy

Queen

2:12

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