Alex Hall's Figurehead - Chorus: Interlude

Well they thought he was up to his tricks again
Pullin' a con for medicine
But he was hurting and no one's listenin'
So he shuffled off to the curb again

And there he lay
Until they realized
This wasn't like the last time
So they'll fly him off
Somewhere else tonight, oh yes they will
And he'll be broken in the morning light

Written by:
Alex Hall

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