of good strain

Ed Motta

Inside Carla's bag there's a new potion
Those slippery streets are hard for her to move
No one looks to her, cause they're judging her

She was the most beautiful girl here
Her knowledge of science was very envied
Dr. planned this lie he stole all her files

What matters is the judgment of good people
Many only trusts her for their health here
Died many of those treated by Dr
His family owns most of the facilities

What matters is the judgment of good people