text: Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
  I was dreaming I was Al Capone
  Theres a rumour going round, gotta clear out of town
  Yeah, Im 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 
  Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon
  And Im playing on my slide trombone
  Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore
  Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
  Crazy 
  Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet
  With my rubber tommy water gun
  Here come the deputy, hes gonna come and getta me
  I gotta get me get up and run
  They got the sirens loose, I ran right outta juice
  Theyre going to put me in a cell, if I cant go to heaven
  Will they let me go to hell?
  Crazy 
  Ow!