"Preaching From A Chair" lyrics - THUNDER

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 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
'Cause 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 wouldn't 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, 'cause 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'don't want to own a gun
'Cause if my number's up that's all right, 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, until 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
'Cause all you ever do is, sing the same old song
And no one want's the hear
Preaching from a chair