Baby in a High Chair Lyrics

Baby in a high chair

Nobody's the wiser

Not even your mother

And will she recover

At the breakfast table?

Fuck my life

I can't even keep my

Bike from getting stolen

I had to borrow Sidney's

Wrote him a note that said

"I'm sorry, my dude. I got robbed"

Where will I go? What will I do? Am I gonna stay there?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I... Where will go?

What will I do? Am I gonna stay there?

Is this the future?

Or is this real life?

That's what little boy said

His name was David

And his dad took him to

The dentist's office

Well, little buddy

I just gotta tell ya

That I am like 90

And I am still pining

For the same old answers

But with no teeth

Where will I go? What will I do? Am I gonna stay there?

Where will I go? What will I do? Am I gonna stay there?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Am I gonauuhg

Woe is me

When you're being nicer than I'm being

Woe is me

When you're being nice than me

Fuck

Ah, where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do? Where will I?

Where will I go? What will I do?

Am I gonna stay there?