Wondering what I'm doing tonight I've been in the closet and feel all right
    Ran out of Carbona Mom threw out the glue
  Ran out of paint and roach spray too It's TV's fault why I am this way
    Mom and pop wanna put me away
  From the early morning movie to the late late show
  After it's over nowhere to go And I'm not sorry for the things I do
    My brain is stuck from shooting glue I'm not sorry for the things I do
    Carbona not glue