Mad Dog Mad Dog where are you going
Ah things are not looking good, kid
Things are not looking good
I think I gotta leave town for a bit
Lay low
Don't wait up
Turn on the TV
I'm feeling sleepy
There's nothing to do
There's no food to eat
Except for Taco Bell drive through
I can't believe you
Even if I wanted to
And I never do
Because it's such a drag
To be the one who's high
Such a drag
To be high
Such a drag
To be high
Such a drag
To be high
Such a drag
Stuck in the drive through
When we get home
We can get stoned
And put on some cartoons
Please don't leave my room
Into the kitchen
The coffee is brewing
But something is missing
I think it's you
And I'm the one who's high
Such a drag
To be high
Such a drag
To be high
Such a drag
To be high
Such a drag