I m a preacher sweating in the pews

For the salvation I m bringing you

I m a salesman, 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, 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