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Fame-Infamy lyrics
I'm a preacher sweating in the pews
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman,selling 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 all right in bed but I'm better with a pen"
The kid was all right but it went to his head
I am God's gift
Why would he bless me with
such wit without a consience 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 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"
(I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen)
(I'm all right in bed but I'm better with a pen)
The kid was all right but it went to his head
Part of these releases
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- Track 12 on Infinity on High
- 11 Bang The Doldrums
- 13 You're Crashing, But You're No Wave
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