I don't know if you've heard about chairs but they're everywhere, on the ground floor but also upstairs!
It's nice to put your behind on a comfortable kind of sitting utensil, am I right?
It's a gift from above to just sit at the stove and maybe make love on a chair or a sofa.
I just wanna hold ya, sit on my buttocks and write something for ya, make up a story.
Or just reminisce about all of the times that we used to sit on the ground, like we're sick in our heads.
Sick of our beds. Sick of standing still. Sick of being ill
They help me get rested, I think they're the best and if sitting is wrong, well I should be arrested.
Chairs give me hope and chairs give me love and that's all I ever dreamed of.

Chairs are cool. So are you. Sofas rule. I bet you knew.
And sitting on my butt makes me go "whoo!"

But now we're not cavemen anymore. We work hard til 5, then go to the store.
Well fuck, this is boring, I wish I was home and could sit on my bottom, that sounds so awesome.
Man, I love chairs, they're like everywhere and thank fuck I could afford to buy a pair.
That's neat, you know the deal. We all know how it feels to be on top of the world when you're actually just making your butt less cold.
I think I'm sold, don't need anything else. I'll just wander the world
and sit on stuff until I'm old.
It's a neverending story that is happening in real life.
If you own a chair, I wanna give you high five.
But if you prefer standing, and walking around then I don't know if it's possible for us to hang out.