28 Days

Sitting with my eyes closed Sitting with my hands tied up Yeah I'll do, I'll do my 28 days Every time I look back I would have done anything Even another 28 days I'll be a killer I'll be any kind of man That you wanted I'll be a big Grand Wizard in the Klu Klux Klan Give up all my money Give up on my favorite girl Yeah everyone, everyone will think I'm gay Hanging with Bob Dylan My GTO handler And I'll do rocks, after I do my 28 days! I'll be a Rockstar With a head tied up in knots Or a housewife With a big smoking gun and lots of pot I'll be a dead man With a head full of gun-shot Or a retard I'll be picking my nose And drinking my snot Trouble slips right through my hands It's cocaine in a rock 'n' roll band Hear the voices in my head Telling me I'm better off dead I'll be a killer! And I'll be any kind of man! That you wanted! I'll be a big Grand Wizard in the Klu Klux Klan Show you that I'm able Scissors on my table After oh yeah, after my 28 days Hear what you wanted Anything to make you Think I'm clean after all I've done 28 days 28 days 28 days 28 days... No!