Underline everything, I’m a professional in my beloved white shirt
Underline everything, I’m a professional in my beloved white shirt

Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens! Squalor Victoria! Squalor Victoria!
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens! Squalor Victoria! Squalor Victoria!

Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves and I wanna rush in with the fools
Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves and I wanna rush in with the fools

Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens! Squalor Victoria! Squalor Victoria!
Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens! Squalor Victoria! Squalor Victoria!

3:30 in the last night for you to save this
You’re zoning out, zoning out, zoning out, zoning out
3:30 in the last night for you to save this
You’re zoning out, zoning out, zoning out, zoning out

This isn’t working, you, my middlebrow fuck-up

The National - Boxer Lyrics

All lyrics have been transcribed by me, and of course there will be plenty of minor mistakes. If you spot a mistake, feel free to email me at zach DOT barish @ gmail DOT com (spelt out so spammers can't spam me into oblivion!) This page will also print onto A4 pages with no cropping (all being well).