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 For Making Demands

When I'm Home Alone I Just Can't Stop Myself
And You Pull My Hips So Close Lying 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
It's Too Much Green To Feel Blue

When I'm Home Alone I Just Can't Stop Myself
And You Pull My Hips So Close Lying 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 Hips So Close Lying 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