"Dead Upon a Chair" as written by Tommy Ottosen, Fredrik Brarud, Andre Solli, Knut Oeyvind Olsen and Even Juliussen....
A thousand people came to see the opening of a mall
but a handful people came to see the house of art

Don't be too polite
Sometimes there's health in a good fight
Sometimes you can be so right but still alone
Open up and come you can even be wrong
but don't just sit there! Dead upon a chair!

I see the magazines in piles
Commercial on the floor tiles
Muzac fill my ears and eyes
Brought upon my knees with lies
Dumbing down the clientele
How I am supposed to be feeling well?
Popping pills
Share up now...

Falling asleep screaming every night
had a week on bread and water
but I didn't turn out right
but I didn't turn out right

Look into the doctors eyes
Nothing's there but dust
So I know the case is lost

Hose the comatose
in the space without room
I'm getting sicker by the minute in this room
radio waves are clogging up like fat inside a vain
but the government do mean this is productive and sane
Dead upon a chair you are among your friends now
no one could really think to hate a derry-cow
See you one day
Productive under the plough
under the plough
under the plough

Lyrics submitted by jahni

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