High Chair Lyrics

Wrong High Chair

If I had to help could I relate
In spite if it bides well
Right out of my high chair
And inside our mouth is sprained
Down to the depths of hardly something
Another without a mess
I might have this high chair
But you've got the common sense
It's not like I don't care
Is what I found strange intense
It's not like I can't and now it's strained an defended