Have you read the stories this morning?
Have you heard the words they say?
Well the sky is as dark as bakelite
With a pulse from a lonely satellite
Mr. Alexander’s bitter that he missed the party
Mr. Alexander insists on his testimony
Mr. Alexander’s loaded but it’s not his money
How he got it makes me sick but it’s another story
it’s weighing on us, no matter where
they come, they go, and they survey
I’m mining for a diamond now, can’t stop the yearning
if my impulses are criminal, let’s try a chemical,
so
Mr. Alexander’s bitter that he missed the party
Mr. Alexander insists on his testimony
Mr. Alexander’s loaded but it(’s not his money
How he got it makes me sick but it’s another story
Mr. Alexander’s bitter that he missed the party
Mr. Alexander insists on his testimony
Mr. Alexander’s loaded but it’s not his money
How he got it makes me sick but it’s another story
Mr. Alexander’s bitter that he missed the party
Mr. Alexander insists on his testimony
Mr. Alexander’s loaded but it’s not his money
How he got it makes me sick but it’s another story
Mr. Alexander
Mr. Alexander
Mr. Alexander
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