how do you stand there, getting hurt.
from the weight of me, over you.
for all around day you are, standing
and moving when I want, you to.

maybe it's time for the chair song
or a seat for me to sit on
maybe it's time that we knew about you
your history and your past

The day when people had rocks
or just the floor to sit
but then the thought of you with
different designs and different things

you served all the great Kings
and  everyone else till the time
also been the end of  prisoners of law
I wonder do you feel any pain

maybe it's time for the chair song
and the seat for me to sit on
maybe it's time that your cushions
and covers to make me comfortable

today everyone needs you
cos you stop their legs from getting sore
today no one  regards you
unless they're tired and want to sit down on you