“Troublesome”
music by The Soular System
words by Rev. Desmond D’Angelo
copyright 2004
Trouble
I got a worry on my mind
Got a doubt in my head
Got myself in a bind
Trouble
I gotta exit on the double
I’ll pull the plug then I’m down the drain
Like a rub-a-dub-dub tub bubble
Troublesome, it’s so troublesome
Outta my way ‘cause here I come
Troublesome, it’s so troublesome
Outta my way ‘cause here I come
Where can I go?
Where can I hide 2nite?
(3x)
Runnin’, not from the law, not from the press
Not from a girl, I just got a little stress on my chest
Out the door, down the alley, across the street
Trouble put some action into my feet
“What’s the trouble?” somebody asked me, but I can’t tell him
He asked again an’ I just had to dispel him
I’m in a jam, I’m on the lam, but it ain’t from no1
I made my very own trouble, son
Where can I go?
Where can I hide 2nite?
(3x)
Trouble
I got a worry on my mind
Got a doubt in my head
Got myself in a bind
Trouble
I gotta x it on the double
I’ll pull the plug then I’m down the drain
Like a rub-a-dub-dub tub bubble
Troublesome, it’s so troublesome
Outta my way ‘cause here I come
Troublesome, it’s so troublesome
Outta my way ‘cause here I come
Where can I go?
Where can I hide 2nite?
(3x)