I'm a preacher
Sweating in the pew
For the salvation
I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman
I'm selling you hooks, and plans
And myself, making demands

When I'm home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close
Volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed
But I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright
But it went to his head

I am God's gift
But why would He bless me with
such wit without a conscience equipped
I'm addicted to the way I feel
When I think of you
There's too much green
to feel blue

When I'm home alone
I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close
Volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed
But I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright
But it went to his head

When I'm home alone
I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close
Volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed
But I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed
But I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed
But I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright
But it went to his head

Whoaaaaa

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