(Intro: Distorted synth and glass clinking)

There's a shadow in the corner
There's a burning in my lungs
Glass shards all over the floor
Syringes in the shower
I smell like chemicals
The Dealer's passed out in the yard
Bike parts on the barbecue
Is this a sore or a scab?
Pictures of last night ended up on Craigslist, I'm fucked
Oh, well
It's a tweaked-out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

Last Monday night
Yeah, we were tweakin' in the dark
The plug was looking through bike parts
And I think some scrapper left his cart
Last Monday night
Yeah, we meth'ed our credit cards, and sold the bar
So we hit the scrap yard, Last Monday night
We went scrappin' in the park, skinny-dipping in the dark
Then made a mouthpiece to spark, Last Monday night
Yeah, I know we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop... but nah!
Oh-whoa!
ROLL THE BOWL AGAIN!

Trying to connect the speakers
Don't know what to tell my probation officer
Think the tow truck stole my car
Chandelier is in the bathtub
Stole my neighbor's party dress
Warrant's out for my arrest
Think I need a hit of crack
That was such an epic blackout
Pictures of last night ended up on Craigslist, I'm fucked
Oh, well
It's a tweaked-out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

Think we cracked the ceiling
Think we stole the couch cushions
Eyeballs in the microwave
Paranoia's right behind me
Just spin the pipe again...

(Speed-rapping, distorted)
Last Monday night!
(Rewind sound)
Yeah, we were tweakin' in the dark...
The plug was looking through bike parts...
ROLL THE BOWL AGAIN!
(Ends in a sudden crash, alarm beeps in distance)