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