text: Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
  I was dreaming I was Al Capone
  There’s a rumor going round, gotta clear outta 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, I never, I never get it anymore
  Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
  Crazy
  Stone cold crazy, you know
  Ow
  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
  Stone cold crazy, you know
  Watch-a
  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 gonna put me in a cell, if you cant go to heaven
  Would you let me go to hell
  Crazy
  Stone cold crazy, you know
  Freddie: Thank you, thank you dears. Now then, weve come to a point in time, we’d like to do a number that was released, oh they know it, might as well get on with it, it’s a number released in the States as a single ...