My self importance is a god forsaken bore I aim for heaven but I wake up on the floor
I'd take up with rattlesnakes to get my point across And I'd argue with a parking brake to show 'em who's the boss It's my intention to inspire instead I'm preachin' to the choir
I had some money but I blew it livin' high My wine and women were the best that you could buy I tried to prove myself a man of certain taste But all I've got to show you now is written on my face I'm not someone you'd admire but I'm still preachin' to the choir
I'm born a lion but I don't believe it fits I'm no King of the jungle out here livin' by my wits This morning's paper called for romance on a whim And I reckon I'd believe 'em if they told me sink or swim I'm under water not on fire but I'm still preachin' to the choir
Baytown Texas there's a fisherman I knew He read the bible and he spit tobacco too He said that crap about the rod you spare to spoil the child Well it's only propaganda meant to keep you in denial Go on and follow your desire but he was preachin' to the choir
Time is of the essence when you're hangin' by a thread And the answer to your questions won't unravel in your head When you're staring at forever from the edge of life's abyss Ain't no one gonna tell you how it all came down to this If you say different your a liar but I'm just preachin' to the choir
When I'm standing at St Peter's gate and trying to slip on in I might as well plead guilty to the worst of who I've been I used to like to think I had a special way with words But right now I'm convinced I've more in common with the birds Until my situation's dire I'll keep on preachin to the choir Hey I'm not ready to retire so I'll keep on preachin' to the choirTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
