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
