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, stone cold crazy you know
Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet with my rubber tommy water gun
Here comes the deputy gonna come and getta me
I gotta get me get up and run
They got the sirens loose, I ran right outta juice
They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to heaven will they let me go to hell
Crazy, stone cold crazy you know