[Verse 1]
When I pissed a perfect rainbow
And aced every drug screen
I needed help, so I called up this skinhead
Lisa Brownley's old boyfriend
Noah Levine
He had a place against the stream
And he is a punk from Santa Cruz
A Buddhist with a Jewish name
How could I ever lose?
He'd give me a bro rate at a triple A-A-A discount
If I checked into his mansion
And paid the right amount
Getting clean in seven days sounded pretty good
In a gentrified hipster neighborhood
They told me my addiction wouldn't be too hard to fix
What they didn't tell me was about day six

[Chorus]
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six

[Verse 2]
The guy who searched through all my things
Was a producer Jim Goodwin
I giggled 'cause he missed my two milligram strip of Suboxone
He said this isn't funny big Mike
This is serious detox
I said, "I'm laughing 'cause your hand was inside one of my jerk off socks"
My semi-private room smelled like rubbing alcohol
So I wore a leather blindfold and a latex camisole
Two days later when I woke up
I was in such a good mood
'Cause I was three days clean
And on Tuesday nights they served Mexican food
I never tried to quit drugs or hang out with Buddha before
But after four or five days I had no urge to score
I thought I kicked ass on the narcotics
But then I woke up as a toilet on day six
[Chorus]
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six

[Outro]
Day six can suck my dicks