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