I've been meditating on the side of the moon
And I was dreaming I was like a fool
There's a rumor going around
Got a clear eye that I don't have
And it's smelling like a dry frizz ball
Here comes the law,
gonna break down the door Gonna carry me away once more
Never,
never,
never want it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy,
stone cold crazy you know
Rainy afternoon,
it got a blue telephone 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
Hit them off!
Here come the liberals,
gonna come and get on me And gonna get me up and run
They got the silence loose,
I run right out of fuse
They wanna put me in a static bag,
I ain't going to let them,
let me go to hell
Crazy, stone cold crazy you know