I´m a preacher sweating in the pews
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, woah
"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