(I'm Gonna Sit Right Down And) Whittle Away My Furniture

I'm gonna sit right down and whittle away my furniture
Well I'm gonna sit right down and whittle away my furniture

It's a haunting world we live in, full of despair
I ponder on man's great questions as I whittle away my chair

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I'm gonna sit right down and whittle away my furniture,
it's the only thing for me to do
I'm gonna sit right down and whittle away my furniture,
won't don't you do it to?

Seen a lot of problems in my lonely life
Torment and psychosis, oh where'd I put my pocket knife?

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How can man be so oppressed if we are all born free?
I sit alone and wonder, with shavings up to my knees

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There must be something that can be done for those of us that are able
I'll get to the bottom of {?} but first I'll get rid of my dining table

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