[Verse]
This is a song with no words
Nobody can hear the missing
They just look at my mouth
And look at my mouth
And look at my mouth and say
Hey man, I know where he's coming from, yeah

[Chorus]
Furniture has no say in life
It was made to be used by people
How many times have you felt like a bookcase
Sitting in a living room gathering dust?
Full of thoughts already written

[Instrumental Break]

[Interlude]
Bear with me, please
We'll just sing the last part and then we'll stop, how about that?

[Outro]
This is a song with no words
And I guess you probably heard it before
You can see my mouth and see that it's moving
I think you already know where it's coming from
We had an ending part there, but we stopped it