Maybe I didn't get enough milk when I was a baby
Maybe I never learned the value of a penny
Maybe I listened to that first Black Sabbath album
The one with the witch on the front, one time too many
But I think something's wrong with me
I think something's wrong with me
I think something's glued down wrong, permanently
Maybe it's the things I never learned how to do
Maybe it's the things I learned to do real well
Maybe it's the Irish whiskey that I like to drink
Maybe it's the California Zinfandel
But I think something's wrong with me
I think something's glued down wrong, maybe permanently
I'm gonna tell you once; you oughta listen
If you came here for comfort, you came to the wrong place
I've got a strong stomach and a murmur in my heart
I got a tremor in my hand, muscle twitches in my face
And I think something's wrong with me
I think something's snapped on wrong, maybe permanently
Yep