Luyện nghe bài hát Preachin From A Chair

I'm sorry I don't the world.
I'm afraid I'm not disturbed.
I'm sorry, that I dont do drugs, I you understand.
I can't talk my life in hell, or a attempt 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 there is enough bad news on the every night.
So I don't need , some little punk who's the latest star,
me over and over again, life is such a drag
when in a band.

What is it coming to, when talking 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 wouldnt you hanging with uncool guy.
No flannel and no tattoos, maybe I should grow a beard.
Don't ya tell me I oughta think.
What cigarettes to and what I oughta drink.
Don't judge me by the way I look, coz the don't make the man.

I'm not to be a slave to a book of rules.
Don't want to my life trying to be somebody else.
I'd be wrong to believe, in every that I ever 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 always the same.
You'll the twilight zone, if you don't keep 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 I like 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 versions of the world outside.
Reality is hard to find.
So people with an axe to grind.
It's to know who to believe.

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