Lyrics Miracle Drug - A.C. Newman

Miracle Drug

He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand
In the other, a great lost novel that, I understand
Was returned with a stamp
That said, «Thank you for your interest, young man.»
While preparing his soul for a perilous slide into crime
He had decided that he would err on this side of divine
Being told this was wise
That there’d be payback with interest in due time
So why all the history now?
He was tied to a job selling miracle drugs from his home
At his door every morning, a trophy arrived with the dawn
With the following inscribed:
«We've followed you with interest for some time.»
So why all the history now?
He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand
He was tied to the bed with a miracle drug in one hand