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