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!