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Poor Marvin
Singer/Songwriter
Poor Marvin was released on August 6, 2026 by R.J. Ziebarth as a part of the album Obriik
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AlbumObriik
Release DateAugust 6, 2026
LabelR.J. Ziebarth
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM134

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan James Ziebarth
Ryan James Ziebarth
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan James Ziebarth
Ryan James Ziebarth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan James Ziebarth
Ryan James Ziebarth
Producer

Lyrics

You're the rubber lining of a Tupperware lid
You're the spoon in the silverware drawer
Crumbs caught between the stove and the fridge
Now strewn about the kitchen floor
You're at least six feet tall
And every inch ain't worth a single goddamn
Oh Marvin, oh Marvin, oh Marvin
An object's what you are, you inanimate farce
No, you don't even count as a man
You're a shoe that's missing from it's bottom
And your bottom don't even exist
Just a starving hyena that stands on two legs
Searching for someone to lick
But no one is drawn to your sarcastic spasms
Your pitch never sells, your jokes never land
Marvin, Marvin, Marvin
A lemon's what you are, you punchlineless bazaar
No, you don't even count as a man
What a waste of a fleshy, white vessel
What a waste of semi-good air
Blown at these women you constantly pester
With ramblings pretending to care
So you lay 'em in bed with their hopes ultra-high
Only to use for three minutes flat
Oh Marvin, oh Marvin, oh Marvin, oh Marvin
A slug's what you are, you shrimpy streetcar
No, you don't even count as a man
You've inserted yourself quite nicely
Into a company of people so fine
Your services rendered are valued
They're decent at making a nickel or a dime
But you should know that's why you're kept around
'Cause you're skilled at making good times
And it's easy to equate that to being a saint
So allow me to unblur the lines
You're an under-skin crawler, an echoing holler
Narcissistic, pathetic, a scared-shitless sham
Oh Marvin, oh Marvin, oh Marvin, oh Marvin
Dear boy
A sad song's what you are, you faux, little lodestar
No, you don't even count as a man
All alone's all you are, hardy hardy har har har
And I don't see you breaking that plan
Poor Marvin
Written by: Ryan James Ziebarth
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