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Jansen Price

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Stul'ya

From the album Nu, Ladna

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About this Song

This is the song Chairs, but in Russian. The music also differs from the English version of Chairs.

Lyrics

[Music by Jansen Price and Jacob Breinholt, Lyrics by Jansen Price]

(Translated)

I went into a town, everyone was standing around.
I knew something was wrong, 'cause no one would sit down.
All they'd do is stand, so I came up with a plan.
I built a factory, and now the people are happy, with,

chorus
Chairs, chairs, chairs, you can sit on them, put your kid on them when he's bad.
Chairs, chairs, chairs, you can get on them to reach stuff that is high.

I built so many chairs, more than I had hairs.
No one works anymore, so everyone is poor.
Now they sit around, all through the town.
Nothing ever gets done, 'cause sitting is so much fun, on,

chorus

Chairs, chairs, chairs, chairs......

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