The Last Armchair
by Joshua Burnside
From the album: It's Not Going to be Okay
Duration: 3:58
Lyrics for The Last Armchair
Oh, the last armchair you ever sat on Before you overdosed Is the one I sit in every morning To eat my egg and toast It was the first piece of furniture That I think I ever bought I felt so grown up when I carried it Across the IKEA car park Now I feel just like a child I feel just like a child Lost and alone in the homeware aisle Oh, we're all just playing house Firemen and nurses Waiting for someone to pick us and say Ah you're okay Ah you're okay I guess I saw you less and less then DIY and dinner plans Not much time for all-nighters Between the gigs and baby scans, mmm Bills to pay and holidays Telling the neighbours to keep it down (hey keep it down) Doing the big shop on a Saturday Yeah, I'm a big boy I'm a big boy now! But I feel just like a child I feel just like a child Lost and alone in the homeware aisle Yeah, we're all just playing house Firemen and nurses Waiting for someone to pick us and say Ah you're okay Ah you're okay Ah you're okay You're okay now