I Want to be a CSI parody to Rock Star, a csi fanfic

This really helps if you put on Rock Star by Nickelback and sing along.

Disclaimer: I don't own the song, Rock Star… nor CSI Vegas, or Miami. There are no specific NY references because I've only seen NY a few times.

I Want to be a C.S.I

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I'm through with professional gambling,

When I never win

Stripping for losers,

Who aren't raking it in

And hanging out to listen

To the latest lecture on entomology

(Tell me what you want)

I want a job where I boss around

Rookies like Holly Gribs

A pair of sunglasses and gun on my hip

And a different pair of gloves for each second

That I'm on the scene

(So what you need?)

I'll need a degree in forensics,

A back story to do it

A mouth big enough to put my foot in it

Gonna work my way up from the lab

Cause DNA ain't working for me

(Been there, done that)

I want my own laboratory

Filled with things in jars

A locker where I can keep

My pack of cards

Somewhere where my daddy

Won't have to try and support me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm going to trade this life for working night and day

And go to strip clubs on duty for minimum pay

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Chorus:
'Cause we all just wanna be big C.S.Is

Sucking up to Ecklie, and saving lives

The vics come easy, and the drugs come free

If you steal them from the evidence baggie

We'll be known by guys importing Cuban cigars

And for putting in prison movie stars

Every wannabe crim

Is going to be see us there

Start altering fingerprints

And dying hair…

Hey hey I wanna be a C.S.I
Hey hey I wanna be a C.S.I

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I wanna be great like Nick, 'cept when he had the moustache

Talk to mobsters like I've got the answers

Get in good with the boss

And invite Horatio into the family

(He's down with the Señoritas, uh huh)

I'm going to dress my head

With the dorkiest headwear

Get a warrant for Lady Heather's footwear

Gonna date a fellow C.S.I

Who's had a thing for me since episode three

(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm going to trade this life for working night and day

And go to strip clubs on duty for minimum pay

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Chorus

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And we'll check evidence that's hidden in the loos

Swab down for DNA, hang in ballistics rooms

Then Ecklie will walk in with that evil smile

Seems like the Sheriff might be staying a while

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Hey hey I wanna be a C.S.I

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Then we'll crash weddings

Cause we've got the credentials

Gonna ignore Hodges, cause he's nauseatingly unstable

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