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Lyricist: The Sex Pistols
Lyrics:
Too many problems
Oh why am I here
I dont need to be me
cos youre all too clear
Well I can see
Theres something wrong with you
But what do you expect me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Dont come to me if you need pitty
Are you lonely you got no one
You get your body in suspension thats no
Problem problem
Problem the problem is you
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You dont do what you want then youll fade away
You wont find me working nine to five
Its too much fun a being alive
Im using my feet for my human machine
You wont 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 aint automatic
You wont find me just staying static
Dont 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 youd solved all your problems
But you are the problem
Problem problem
Problem the problem is you
What you gonna do with your problem
Ill 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 dont want you
And they dont 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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