(Freddie: I tell you what, this is a number from the 'Sheer Heart Attack’ album, 'Stone Cold Crazy')

(Roger: A one, two, three, four, a, one, two, three, four)

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone
There’s a rumor going 'round, gotta clear outta town
Yeah, I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
Here come the law, gonna break down the door
Gonna carry me away once more
Never, I never, I never get it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy
Stone cold crazy, you know

Ow

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
Watch-a

Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet
With my rubber- tommy water gun
Here come the deputy, he's 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 you can't go to heaven
Would you let me go to hell
Crazy
Stone cold crazy, you know

Freddie: Thank you, thank you dears. Now then, we've come to a point in time, we’d like to do (audience shout ’Liar') a number that was released, oh they know it, might as well get on with it, it’s a number released in the States as a single ...