Lyrics:

(Here are some loud sounds)

Dad sold the house now I'm homeless, too
The world looks kind of big today
Making fun of bums, making fun of bums
Bad karma thing to do

I guess I'll sleep here tonight.

I've got a real cool poster but no wall to hang it on
And I've got this evil head but no wall to bang it on

Wish I was as cool as Calvin
This sort of thing wouldn't bother me
Making fun of bums, making fun of bums
Bad karma thing to do

If I had a billion dollars
I'd buy back my old room
I've got a TV set but nowhere to plug it in
There's this girl I met still no room to hug her in