I Got The Chair Lyrics

I'm sick of me always wanting more

When I'm the one who closes doors

I'm tired and I wouldn't mind defeat

And I could really eat

I dig the taste of the hardwood floor

I lay on it for an hour or more

And try to make some sense of it all

How do I know when to stop if no one calls

I should have known better

I'm just a bed sweater

Nobody knows me till I'm gone

Don't you have regrets

I'm not dead yet

But when I am you better listen to this song

I wake up in heaven, mums the word

I thought I'd go to hell for sure

For being a jew, an atheist, and queer

As a three dicked steer

I go and say hello to jeez

I'm unimpressed he's five'three"

We play B-ball and he beats me zero-seven

And now he's gonna boot me out of heaven

I should have known better

I take a second on my knees

Begging Jesus"please please please"

I'll live a better life and I'll go to church too

I cry at his feet in hope of pity

Please bring me back to New York city

Can you help out another long haired commie jew

And he says Fuck you, Farewell

And just like that he sends me straight to hell

Oh no

I've infinity down here to slave and such

Oh fuck

I ain't got none to give but I keep on giving

It's an honest living