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, never get it any more
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