
Stone Cold Crazy Metallica
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[Verse 1]
Sleepin' very soundly on a Saturday mornin', I was dreamin' I was Al Capone
Rumors goin' 'round, gotta clear outta town, smell like a dry fishbone
Here come the law, gonna break down the door, carry me away once more
Never, never, never want it anymore, gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, y'know
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 2]
Rainy afternoon, oughta kill a typhoon, and she's playin' on my slide trombone
Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore, gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, y'know, hey
Ooh-yeah
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 3]
Walkin' down the street, shootin' people that I meet, fully-loaded Tommy gun
Here come the deputy, try 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 Heaven, let me go to Hell
Crazy, stone cold crazy, y'know, yeah
Sleepin' very soundly on a Saturday mornin', I was dreamin' I was Al Capone
Rumors goin' 'round, gotta clear outta town, smell like a dry fishbone
Here come the law, gonna break down the door, carry me away once more
Never, never, never want it anymore, gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, y'know
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 2]
Rainy afternoon, oughta kill a typhoon, and she's playin' on my slide trombone
Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore, gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy, stone cold crazy, y'know, hey
Ooh-yeah
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 3]
Walkin' down the street, shootin' people that I meet, fully-loaded Tommy gun
Here come the deputy, try 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 Heaven, let me go to Hell
Crazy, stone cold crazy, y'know, yeah
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