Fame < Infamy

[00:21.81] I'm a preacher, sweating in the pew
[00:28.04] For the salvation I'm bringing you
[00:33.93] I'm a salesman; I'm selling you hooks and plans
[00:39.39] And myself, making demands
[00:43.88] When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
[00:49.42] And you pull my hips so close; volume goes with the truth
[00:55.32] Signing off "I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen"
[01:01.08] The kid was all right but it went to his head
[01:15.94] I am God's gift, but why would He bless me with
[01:22.06] Such wit without a conscience equipped?
[01:27.34] I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa
[01:33.49] There's too much green to feel blue
[01:38.00] When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself
[01:43.63] And you pull my hips so close; volume goes with the truth
[01:49.00] Signing off "I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen."
[01:54.85] The kid was all right but it went to his head
[02:20.45] When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
[02:26.19] And you pull my hips so close; volume goes with the truth
[02:32.05] Signing off "I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen."
[02:37.71] I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[02:44.73] I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen
[02:49.91] The kid was all right but it went to his head, whoa oh yeah