Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Preaching From A Chair, artist - Thunder. Album song The Very Best Of Thunder, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 10.05.2009
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Preaching From A Chair |
I’m sorry I don’t hate the world |
I’m afraid that I’m not disturbed |
I’m sorry that I don’t do drugs, I hope you understand |
I can’t talk about my life in hell |
Or a suicide attempt that didn’t go well |
No life of crime, no misery, what you see is what you get |
And I don’t believe in dwelling on the darker side |
There’s enough bad news on the television every night |
So I don’t need some little punk who’s the latest star |
Telling me over and over again |
Life’s such a drag when you’re in a band |
What is it coming to when everyone’s talking through their hat |
And we’ve heard it all before |
What happened to honesty? |
The way that it looks at me |
Is everybody’s in it trying to get somewhere |
And trying to justify it, preaching from a chair |
Please forgive me if the clothes ain’t right |
I wouldn’t want you hanging with an uncool guy |
No flannel shirt and no tattoos, maybe I should grow a beard? |
Don’t you tell me what I oughta think |
Which cigarettes to smoke, and what I oughta drink |
Don’t judge me by the way I look cos the clothes don’t make the man |
I’m not about to be a slave to a book of rules |
Don’t wanna spend my life trying to be somebody else |
I’d be wrong to believe in every word that I ever read |
You can’t fool all the people all of the time |
And one man’s opinion’s another man’s 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 shouldn’t let it get to me but I don’t care |
I can’t stomach bullshit, when it’s preaching from a chair |
(SOLO) |
I’m sorry that I like the sun |
I’m sorry to say I don’t wanna own a gun |
Cos if my number’s up that’s alright, sometime we all got to go |
So many versions 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, until you know what the truth is |
Take a good look inside you criticise everyone else |
Your jealousy ain’t enough of a reason |
To justify telling me where I went wrong |
So don’t try to do it |
Cos all you ever do is sing the same old song |
And no one wants to hear |
Preaching from a chair |