Evil Cecil Lyrics

I'm in a straightjacket for straight jacking
Attacking anyone who didn't know what I was packing
Hacking…wait. Am I awake, man? Smack me.
I'm dreaming like a crack-fiend and that's not even what's frightening
My hands are on my own neck and tightening
Did you hear me? I said my hands are on my own neck and tightening

I'm a hang, man, by my own hands
If I can only reach the ceiling with this nightstand
I'm falling – stand that shit back up with a kickstand
What?!?! Now it's sinking in quicksand
Quick, man – I gotta leave this world while I still can
Perhaps I can bash my brains out with this steal can

That's my last meal, man! – I turn to Campbell's when I don't feel well
Well, that's now… if you can tell
I want to live, but how do I get out this damn well?
I'm scratching and clawing, but I just broke a damn nail
Hell, what's that noise? The damn bell!
9am! Oh I remember this is where I damn fell
Swell, at least I didn't wake up again in my stairwell