Alexander Martin walks along, you know he’s got a meeting with his doctor
And you know you can’t hear him hummin his song, it’s in his mind
You would not understand
But he couldn’t care less
Because he can’t breathe
A., I couldn’t care if you were down on your knees

Walkin down on Bedford street
You think you know everything

People can be dangerous
Forget about us
Forget about us

But he couldn’t care less
Cuz he can’t breathe
A., I couldn’t care if you were down on your knees

Who cares? Because you’re Alexander, it’s your thing

Alexander what’s your problemation? You know you got instinct, imagination
You look over here, you look over there
You’re smilin’ along, little underwear

Cuz he couldn’t care less
Because he can’t breathe
A., I couldn’t care if you were down on your knees

Who cares? Cuz you’re Alexander, it’s your thing