Problems
Sex Pistols
intro: x 4 verse Too many problems oh why am I here I don’t need to be me cos you’re all too clear And I can see there’s something wrong with you What do you expect me to do At least I gotta know what I wanna be Don’t come to me if you need pity Are you lonely you got noone You got your body in suspension Problem problem problem The problem is you (repeat as needed) second verse Eat your heart out on a plastic tray You don’t do what you want then you fade away You won’t find me working 9 to 5 Too Much fun being alive I’m using my feet for my human machine You won’t find me living for the screen Are you lonely all needs catered You got your brains dehydrated chorus solo: x12 chorus third verse I’m a death trip I ain’t automatic You won’t find me just staying static Don’t give me any orders For people like me there is no order Bet you thought you had it all worked out Bet you thought you knew what I was about Bet you thought you solved all your problems But you are the problem chorus outro: x 12 (w/ad-lib) _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: ()
