Have a Seat, Misery Songtext
von Shayfer James

Have a seat, misery
Lord how I′ve missed you
Don't go crying to me
That I kept you away for too long Just put your feet up, friend
′Cause I read all your postcards
And in a way I am happy to say
That you've never been gone


Let me light that for you
It seems your hand's a bit shaky
We′ve got damage to do
And I know you need smoke in your chest
So have a seat, misery
And don′t ever mistake me
Of all of my friends you know
You are the one I like best