Problems Lyrics by Sex Pistols

Problems Lyrics

    Too many problems
    Oh why am i here
    I don't need to be me
    'cos you're all too clear
    Well i can see
    There's something wrong with you
    But what do you expect me to do?
    At least i gotta know what i wanna be
    Don't come to me if you need pitty
    Are you lonely you got no one
    You get your body in suspension that's no
    Problem problem
    Problem the problem is you

    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
    It's too much fun a being alive
    I'm using my feet for my human machine
    You won't find me living for the screen
    Are you lonely all you needs catered
    You got your brains dehydrated

    Problem problem
    Problem the problem is you
    What you gonna do

    Problem problem
    Problem the problem is you
    What you gonna do with your 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 the problem is you
    What you gonna do with your problem
    I'll leave it to you
    Problem ther problem is you
    You got a problem
    Oh what you gonna do

    They know a doctor
    Gonna take you away
    They take you away
    And throw away the key
    They don't want you
    And they don't want me
    You got a problem
    The problem is you
    Problem problem
    Problem the problem is you
    What you gonna do
    Problem problem problem

    Problem problem problem
    Problem problem problem
    Problem problem problem

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