From: alwalsh@unix1.tcd.ie (Andreas Walsh)
Stone Cold Crazy
May,Deacon,Mercury,Taylor
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was
Dreamiing I was Al Capone, There's a
rumour goin' round gotta clear outta 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! I never never wnat it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy
Stone cold crazy you know.
Repeat first part of verse with following words:
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
Walking down th street
Shooting people that I meet
With my rubber Tommy water gun
Here come the deputy
He's gonna come and getta me
I gotta get up and run
They got the sirens loose
I ran right outa juice
Theyr'e gonna put me in a cell
If I can't go to heaven
Will they let me go to hell?
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"Squeeze me Macaroni"
Bungle is Buddha