Lyrics:

Well, let me tell you all a little story
'Bout the man who lives down at the top of the stairs
Well, he worked all his life for his children and his wife
And he opened up a little store down there

Well, one night late while he was lockin' the gate
A kid came in and said, 'You know what I want'

And he said, 'I ain't lookin' for trouble
And I know what you came here to do
I ain't lookin' for trouble'
And the kid said, 'Trouble has come lookin' for you'

Well, I swore that I would find him
Yeah, I said that I would track him down
And in a dirty darkened alleyway I said, 'Today is your day
Whatever you do, don't turn around'

Well, he looked up to me and he said that I can see
That you know who I am and where I've been

And he said, 'I ain't lookin' for trouble
But I know what you came here to do
I ain't lookin' for trouble'
And I said, 'Trouble has come lookin' for you'


Well, I've spent four years of my life here
In this cold gray prison cell
With my cigarettes and my magazine
And my life, it feels like Hell

Well, I hear the footsteps in the hall
And I know they're takin' me away and all I said, 'I don't wanna die'

And I said, 'I ain't lookin' for trouble
But I know what you came here to do'
I said, 'I ain't lookin' for trouble'
And he said, 'Trouble has come lookin' for you'