Written By Mercury/May/Taylor/Deacon. Smell like a dry fishbone. Rumor goin' round gotta clear outta town. Stone-cold crazy, you know. first off the lyrics for this version of the song are wrong. 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 … The Metallica version of the song is more aggressive than the original; they also slightly altered the lyrics, adding two uses of the word "fuck" and changing the more humorous lines for more violent lyrics. Follow @genius Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning, I was dreaming I was Al Capone. Listen to Stone Cold Crazy by Metallica, 54,320 Shazams, featuring on Metallica Essentials, and Rock Hits: 1999 Apple Music playlists. Chords ratings, diagrams and lyrics. Yeah, I'm smelling like a dry fish bone. Here come the law. Rainy afternoon, ought to kill a typhoon, And she’s playing on my slide trombone. Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet, Fully loaded Tommy gun. Gotta get away from this stone-cold floor. Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone Rumor going 'round, gotta clear outta town Smelling like a dry fish bone Here come the Law, gonna break down the door, Carry me away once more Never, never, never want it any more Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Rainy afternoon, got a killer typhoon, Playing on my slide trombone Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy … Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know, yeah. Here come the law, gonna break down the door, Gotta get away from this stone cold floor. (originally by Queen) Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning, I was dreaming I was Al Capone. On a Saturday morning. Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone Rumors going round, got to clear out of town Smell like a dry fishbone Here come the law, going to break down the door Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore, Gotta get away from this stone cold floor. I'm bringing out more vids for people that want. Cannot take it anymore. Follow @genius on Twitter for updates Sleepin' very soundly on a Saturday morning. I gotta blow a typhoon. [Guitar Solo] Walkin' down the street Shootin' people that I meet Fully loaded tommy gun Here come the deputy Tryin' fuckin' gettin' me Smell like a dry fishbone. Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning, They got the sirens loose //