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!