{Instrumental intro}

Whiffed out Wally Wanker, why don't you move?
you brain has been abused
and your 'thinker' must have blown a fuse
Out in the alley; the whole sick crew
They're down there sniffin' glue that will
surely turn their brains into "Goo"
('Moo')

Head hollow now from sniffin' glue
Completely trashed; it's worthless now to you
You fool, it ain't good for you
Resp'ratory damage; possible it may ensue
(True)

Sniffin' Sammy's brain cells have now been blown
If you asked him for his name he would shrug
and say "I just don't know"
Unsteady Eddie's ineptness grows
from a bag he has been "huffin"
now Reality just comes and goes

No fallacy; it is quite true
it is not good; inhaling toxic fumes
Turn blue; then soon you are through
Brain cells, dude, no way that they can be renewed

{Instrumental break}

{Spoken:}
(Man, looks like walls are moving)
(and the floors, too...)
(Say, man, did you know you have horns growing? Yeah...but, they look good on you, dude, you should keep 'em...)

Panting Danny mumbles without a clue
creatures in the zoo
are more cognizant; it's really true
His wires crossed; man, he came unspooled
and now his gait is stiff
all he does is pick his nose and drool
(Eeewww!)

Stupidity, your attitude
You disregarded scientific proof
assumed that you could undo
Damage to your head; a shock to find that isn't true

{Instrumental Break}

Your thoughts are strained now through that glue
You can't remember what you need to do
You're screwed; yes, and surely doomed
Loved-ones soon will kneel and pray around your tomb
(boo, hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo)

{Instrumental jam out to Fade}