Soul Coughing - $300 текст песни

Lifting me up like a garage door
I need to feel it when the drug starts coming on
I know you Lord are a jealous Lord
I know the tablet is your competition
I need for you to be reasonable
How much? She said, for $ 300 I’ll do it
Beating me down just like a rain storm
I need to feel it when the rain starts coming on
I know the skin is a jealous skin
I know the sky it is it’s competition