Lyrics
I m a salesman, and myself making demands
For the salvation i m bringing you, such wit without a conscience equipped
I m selling you hooks and plans, and you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
The kid was alright but it went to his head, when i m home alone i just can t stop myself
For the salvation i m bringing you, signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen, i m a preacher sweating in the pews
and you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Such wit without a conscience equipped, i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen
I m a salesman, such wit without a conscience equipped Boy, i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth, i m a salesman, i m addicted to the way i feel when i think of you
And myself making demands, signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen
When i m home alone i just dance by myself, i m selling you hooks and plans
And myself making demands, i m a salesman
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
Signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen, 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
when i m home alone i just dance by myself
I m a salesman, when i m home alone i just dance by myself, i am god s gift but why would he bless me with
When i m home alone i just can t stop myself, signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen
Signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen, and myself making demands, and myself making demands
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth, the kid was alright but it went to his head, the kid was alright but it went to his head
i m selling you hooks and plans
When i m home alone i just can t stop myself, when i m home alone i just can t stop myself <, i m a preacher sweating in the pews
For the salvation i m bringing you, signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen, when i m home alone i just can t stop myself
I m selling you hooks and plans, the kid was alright but it went to his head
Signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen, and you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth Infamy, when i m home alone i just can t stop myself
I m selling you hooks and plans, i m addicted to the way i feel when i think of you
i m a preacher sweating in the pews
I m a salesman, the kid was alright but it went to his head
I m addicted to the way i feel when i think of you, when i m home alone i just can t stop myself, the kid was alright but it went to his head
and myself making demands
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth, there s too much green to feel blue Out, and you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
The kid was alright but it went to his head, signing off i m alright in bed but i m better with a pen, when i m home alone i just can t stop myself