Fame<Infamy
For the salvation Im bringing you
Im a salesman selling you hooks and plans
And myself for 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 all right in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was all right but it went to his head
I am gods 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 all alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off
I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was all right 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 all right in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was all right but it went to his head
[dit is de juiste text ^^]