Metallica - Stone Cold Crazy (Live in Mexico City)

Stone cold motherfuckin' crazy Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone Rumor going 'round, gotta clear out of town Smellin' like a dry fish bone 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, you Rainy afternoon, ought to kill a typhoon And she's playing on the saxophone Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you, hey Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet Fully loaded Tommy gun Here comes the deputy, tryin' fucking getting me Gotta fucking get up and run They got the sirens loose, I run right out of 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 Hey Thank you very much, my friends We'll see you around Thank for your support here, man, we love you We'll see you around Metallica says, "See ya" Mexico City Muy fuckin' bien Muchas gracias, see ya Mexico City, man Thanks a lot for putting a lot in our shit the last week You guys are fuckin' great Also, thanks a lot for let us record the next Metallica live album here Okay? That's it motherfuckers See you in a couple a years See ya