Luyện nghe bài hát Preachin From A Chair

I'm sorry I hate the world.
I'm afraid I'm not disturbed.
I'm sorry, I dont do drugs, I hope you understand.
I can't talk my life in hell, or a suicide that did not go well,
no life of crime , no misery. you see is what you get.
And i don't believe in dwelling on the side,
coz is enough bad news on the television every night.
So I don't need , need some little punk the latest star,
telling me over and over again, is such a drag
you're in a band.

What is it coming to, when everyone's through their hats.
And we all it all before.
What happened to honesty? The way that it to me.
Is in it trying to get somewehere.
And trying to justify it, PREACHING A CHAIR.

forgive me if the clothes's ain't right.
I want you hanging with uncool guy.
No flannel shirt and no tattoos, I should grow a beard.
Don't ya tell me I oughta think.
What cigarettes to and what I oughta drink.
judge me by the way I look, coz the clothes don't make the man.

I'm not about to be a to a book of rules.
Don't want to spend my trying to be somebody else.
I'd be wrong to believe, in every word that I read.
You fool all the people all of the time.
And one man's opinion's mans lie.

Makers of will be, patronising you and me forever.
And it's been the same.
You'll enter the twilight zone, if you don't your mind your own.
I let it get to me, but I don't care.
I stomach bullshit, when it's PREACHING FROM A CHAIR.

I'm sorry that I the sun.
I'm sorry to say I don't to own a gun.
Coz if my up that's all right, sometime we all got to go.
So many versions of the outside.
Reality is hard to find.
So many people an axe to grind.
It's to know who to believe.

Don't me, until you know what truth is,
take a good inside before you critise everyone else.
Your jealousy ain't enough to a babe
to justify telling me where I wrong.
So try to do it.
Coz all you ever do is, the same old song.
And want's to hear,
PREACHING A CHAIR.