$300 - Soul Coughing

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