Who Made the Brownies

It was gettin' pretty late I was gettin' pretty high Could barely stay awake I could barely use my eyes How much did I take? Somebody musta lied So I sat down on the couch With water in my glass Some couples making out To my right and to my left And tried to figure out How to take a deep breath Then Bobby started shouting From across the other room "Somebody made a fountain With the keg and funnel tube" Me, I had my doubts But now I couldn't move 'Cause the room was spinning circles The clock was standing still The preps were turning purple The jocks were popping pills Me, I was a turtle Hiding in his shell Well I didn't hear the sirens I didn't see the lights When people started hiding I was sitting tight Now they're by my side Reading me my rights