Have a Seat Misery - 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

Seems your hand’s a bit shaky

We’ve got damage to do

And I know you’ll 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