I could be loud man, I could be silent
I could be young man or I could be old
I could be a gentleman, I could be violent
I could turn hot man or I could be cold
I could be just like the calm before the storm boy,
Waiting for all hell yeah to break loose
I could be innocent or I could be guilty
Doesn't mean that I don't believe in no noose
So I'm singin'
I could be rich like a wandering Gypsy
I could be poor like a fat wallet lost