Gouda Bear

I bought a dogma It's called a saltwater pod And my friends are in stocks and bonds They will grow in the right hands And I'm feeling low I'm feeling low I'm feeling low I'm feeling I don't need love I got the miracle drug And the friends that I've made Ain't coming down And the amends that I've made Ain't coming 'round Now And I'm feeling low, low I'm feeling low, low I'm feeling low, low Low, low One by one and two by two We will meet the maker Fill my horses up with glue Great negotiator Fill my den with 40 thieves Own me again Own me again I'm feeling low, low I'm feeling low, low I'm feeling low, low I'm feeling