Problems Lyrics

Sex Pistols

Too many problems, why am I here? Don't need to be me, 'cos it's all too clear I have to see, there's something wrong with you What do you expect me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be Come to me if you need pity Are you lonely, you got no one? Got your body in suspension
Problem, problem Problem, problem is you
In a death trip, I ain't automatic You won't find me just staying static Don't you 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'd solved all your problems But you are the problem
Problem, problem Problem, problem is you Problem, problem, problem
Problem, problem Problem, problem is you What you gonna do? Problem
I eat your heart out on a plastic tray You don't do what you want then you'll fade away You won't find me working nine to five Too much fun being alive
Using my feet for my human machine You won't find me in the TV screen Don't you give me any orders For people like me, there is no order
Problem, problem Problem, problem is you Problem, problem, problem
In a death trip, I ain't automatic You won't find me just staying static Don't you 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'd solved all your problems But you are the problem
Problem, problem Problem, problem is you Problem, problem Problem is you
Problem, problem Problem, problem Problem, problem

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