Stone Cold Crazy

Sleepin' very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreamin' I was Al Capone Rumor goin' round gotta clear outta town Smellin' like a dry fish bone Here come the law gonna break down the door Gonna tear me away once more Never never never want it any more Gotta get away from the stone cold law Crazy Stone cold crazy yeah Rainy afternoon got a killer typhoon Playin' on my saxaphone Anymore anymore cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from the stone cold law Crazy Stone cold crazy (lets go) Walkin' down the street Shootin' people that I meet Fully loaded Tommy gun Here come the deputy tryin' fuckin' gettin' me Gotta fuckin' get up and run They got the sirens loose I run right outta juice They're gonna put me in a cell if I can't go to hell Lemme go to hell Crazy Stone cold crazy yeah --- Stone Cold Crazy - Metallica