Lyrics > Heavy Trash – Trouble


Writers: Jon Spencer / Matt Verta-Ray
Published: Patricia Ann Music / Marsupial Parlay Vous (BMI)
From: Punk Rock Mama / Trouble (7″, US)
Source: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: Text in RED unconfirmed.
Back Off
Bad Boy
Be-Bop-A-Lula
Bedevilment
Bloodshot Eyes
Bug Bite Daddy
Bumble Bee
Chopt Face
Christmas In Königstein
Crazy Pritty Baby
Crying Tramp
Dark Hair'd Rider
Double Line
Dour Festival Song
The Female Form (Live)
Fix These Blues
Flip Script
Gatorade
Gee, I Really Love You
Get My Rocks Off
Good Hair
Good Man
'Hi-Hat'
Hold Me Tight
The Hump
I Don't Mind
I'll Change My Style
In My Heart
I Want Oblivion
I Want Refuge
Isolation
Jibber Jabber
Juanito
Justine Alright
Kissy Baby
Kloi
Leave That Junk Alone
Liebe Auf Den Ersten Blick
Lonely
'Lonely Nights'
The Loveless
Lover Street
Mr. K.I.A.
Nervis
No Fun / The Model
Out Demon Out
Outside Chance
Panik
The Pill
Pimento
Pork Chop
Punk Rock Mama
Pure Gold
Say Yeah
She Baby
(Sometimes You Got to Be) Gentle
Stealin'
Sweet Little Bird
Sweet, Sweet Girl
Take My Hand
That Ain't Right
That's What Your Love Gets
They Were Kings
This Day Is Mine
Trouble
Under The Waves
Walking Bum
Way Out
We Got To Go
Wet Book
Wheel of Fortune
Yeah Baby
You Can't Win
You Got What I Need
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Well I like bad music
Don’t everybody do
Have a death and destcruction
And the war-time blues
All my friends I’m gonna rock, ’til this war through

Yo Yo Ma
and Chan Marshall
old Frank Sinatra
and Terry Gross
All my friends I’m gonna rock, until the war through

I said we’re rocking right now
[Yeah!]
Rocking and a rolling while everybody burns
That’s the trouble with this world

They lie
We hide
Roll over baby give ’em what they like

Remember water torture
Remember Sharkey Hall
Afghanistan
Remember Vietnam
All my friends I’m gonna rock, ’til the war is through

Three Finger Willie
Watermelon baby
Scratching and a screaming
Gonna make you crazy

All my friends I’m gonna rock, ’til the war is through
I said we’re rocking right now
[Yeah!]
Rocking and a rolling while everybody burn
That’s the trouble with this world

They lie
We hide
Roll over baby give them what they like
Wahhhh, yeah

I got a ring upon my finger, yes I do
But our world is burning up
I said it’s such a waste
What a terrible crime
But all I want to do, is have a real good time
Don’t you really wish you could rock and make it all stop?

I said we’re rocking right now
[Yeah!]
Rocking and a rolling while everybody burn
And the President lies

They knew
But they won’t
Like you and me baby they just fall in line
That’s the trouble with this world

That’s the trouble with this girl
Too much flim-flam and botheration

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