Joel & the Good Boys - Uppers Lyrics

I'm made out of high quality paper
Got these kids out here all smoking vapors
And they ask me if I want to try
But you know that I'd much rather die fast
I'm made out of high quality plastic
And these kids out here are all so tantric for it
Demand creates supply
And you know that we've all gotta get high somehow
I'm made out of high quality water
Guess he almost had himself a daughter
Guess he almost just up and shot her
I guess that's what you get when you don't got got her
I'm made out of high quality air
And these kids don't seem to care about it
They see me flying up above
But they tell me that they just can't find love

So don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let my feet touch the ground

So don't bring me down
Don't bring me down
Don't bring me down
Don't let my feet touch the ground, oh