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Poor Alexander

from The Wimps by The Wimps

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There’s an overcooked machine in the observation deck
And I’m carrying it all in the back of my neck
Who trusted me with all of this machinery?
Who’s pumpin this confusion into my scenery?

Poor Alexander
You got so much to prove
Can’t you leave it on the curb?
Poor Alexander
Tell me when will you rest?
How much more do you deserve?

Who’d wanna look on anything in despair?
How’d I get in such a state of disrepair?

Poor Alexander
You got so much to prove
Can’t you leave it on the curb?
Poor Alexander
Tell me when will you rest?
How much more do you deserve?

Poor Alexander
You got so much to prove
Can’t you leave it on the curb?
Poor Alexander
Tell me when will you rest?
You’re gonna get what you deserve
Oh deserve

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from The Wimps, released April 8, 2016

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The Wimps wear suspenders and play rock and roll. The four-piece play their peculiar and soulful indie rock in and around Richmond, Virginia.

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