Fame Infamy 超嗨 爽呆了歌词
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