Lyrics:
Let's talk about the history of the folding chair. We all know it, we all use it, and we've all sat in one
And while this invention's so essential
jacked up, no cares
Got a tin of copenhagen, and a camo folding chair
Thought I'd never live it up, but oh well
I'm catching fire hotter than the man who
I heard he's building a plane
Out of parts and spares
Radiator brackets, motorcycle engines
And the hinge form a folding chair
No I'm not sure
When I
upside down
I don't care!
We'll never get to town
I don't care!
If only you would say, I care
I don't care!
I'd let you fold the folding chair
I
I’m bowling yeah
Folding him up like a folding chair
Got all my senses I’m all aware
Losing control
Now I can’t feel my body
I pop a pill
Now I can’t
make a twin size bed in the CRV
We don't need a map I'll follow your lead
To anywhere with our old Polaroid
And a folding chair
Think of all the places
your folding chair
And die
Hotel ring the bell
And the folks go la da da da da
Call home on the phone
And the folks go la da da da da
And I
If a nigga switch sides leave em over there
Catch him when the gang slide, he a folding chair
Coppin pleas, ain't no time, we don't wanna hear
All my
a folding chair
Ragweed's on and we're singing every line
And you ain't on my mind
Parking lot buzzed on a Friday night
Hometown boys won in overtime
my folding chair
Congratulations, hope your mama's proud of what you've done
But she may be the only one 'cause
From over here, you just a bitch
handsome from old photographs
There is no grace in act five
A circus tent and all the folding chairs fit in an old coffin for travel
A circus tent
Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
a brand new start
Build a house on folding chairs
In sinking sand
Brow-beating stairs to the bone
Made my heart your house
Then you kicked me out of my
ਪਿਆ
Folding chair ਵਿੱਚ AK ਐ
Big line ਐ, gang sign ਐ
ਓ, tension’ਆਂ ‘ਚ ਪਈਆਂ ਨੇ ਸਰਕਾਰਾਂ
ਖ਼ਬਰਾਂ ਨਾ’ ਭਰੀਆਂ ਨੇ ਅਖ਼ਬਾਰਾਂ
ਓ, ਟੈਂਪੂ-ਟੱਲਿਆਂ ਦੀ ਹੁਣ ਖ਼ੈਰ ਨਹੀਂ
Bombay
ਪਿਆ
Folding chair ਵਿੱਚ AK ਐ
Big line ਐ, gang sign ਐ
ਓ, tension’ਆਂ ‘ਚ ਪਈਆਂ ਨੇ ਸਰਕਾਰਾਂ
ਖ਼ਬਰਾਂ ਨਾ’ ਭਰੀਆਂ ਨੇ ਅਖ਼ਬਾਰਾਂ
ਓ, ਟੈਂਪੂ-ਟੱਲਿਆਂ ਦੀ ਹੁਣ ਖ਼ੈਰ ਨਹੀਂ
Bombay
is no grace in act five
A circus tent and all the folding chairs fit in an old coffin
For travel
A circus tent and all the folding chairs fit in
and cruisin' around
Anywhere the wind blows
When we wanna spend the night
Baby, string up the party lights
Break out the beers and the folding chairs
Eight bucks even buys a folding chair
I was downing seagrams on another flight
And I worked that stage all night long
You were screaming for
So many stinkies sit in my wallet, look like a folding chair
The Cartier so light on my body, thought I floated here
We bolded here, it's Tunechi
made the show
And that was sweet,
But I can hear the sound
Of slamming doors and folding chairs
And that's a sound they'll never know
Now roll
they made the show
And that was sweet
But I can hear the sound
Of slamming doors and folding chairs
And that's a sound they'll never know
Now
of fair exchange
Chinese kite, folding chairs, lift on where you take the stairs
Royal crown is on my head, you know I don't really care
I can't get past
made the show
And that was sweet,
But I can hear the sound
Of slamming doors and folding chairs
And that's a sound they'll never know
Now roll
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