Текст песни Thunder - Preachin From A Chair
Thunder - Preachin From A Chair слова песни
I`m sorry I don`t hate the world.
I`m afraid that I`m not disturbed.
I`m sorry, that I dont do drugs, I hope you understand.
I can`t talk my life in hell, or a suicide attempt that did not go well,
no life of crime , no misery. What you see is what you get.
And i don`t believe in dwelling on a darkest side,
coz there is enough bad new on the television every night.
So I don`t need , need some little punk who`s latest star,
telling me over and over again, life is such a drag
when you`re in a band.
What is it coming to, when everyone`s talking through their heads.
And we all heard it all before.
What happened to honesty? The way that it looks to me.
Is everybody`s in in it trying to get somewehere.
Adn trying to justify it, PREACHING FROM A CHAIR.
Please forgive me if the clothes`s ain`t right.
I wouldnt want you hanging with uncool guy.
No flanell shirt and no tattoos, maybe I should grow a beard.
Don`t ya tell me what I oghta think.
Which cigarettes to smoke and what I oughta drink.
Don`t judge me by the way I look, coz the clothes don`t make the man.
I`m not about to be slave to a book of rules.
Don`t want to spend my life trying to be somebody else.
I`d be wrong to beleieve, in every word that I ever read.
You can`t fool all the people all of the time.
One man`s opinion, is another man lie.
The makers of taste will be, patronising you and me forever.
And it`s always been the same.
You`ll enter the twilight zone, if you don`t keep your mind your own.
I should`t let it get to me, but I don`t care.
I can`t stomach bullshit, when it`s PREACHING FROM A CHAIR.
I`m sorry that I like the sun.
I`m sorry to say I`dont want to own a gun.
Coz if my number`s up that`s allright, sometime we all got to go.
So many version of the world outside.
Reality is getting hard to find.
So many people with an axe to grind.
It`s hard to know who to believe.
Don`t lecture me, untill you know what truth is,
take a good look inside before you critise everyone else.
Your jealousy ain`t enough to a reason to justify
to telling me where I went wrong.
So don`t try to do it.
Cuz all you ever do is, sing the same old song.
And noone want`s the hear,
PREACHING FROM A CHAIR.