Trouble

Always looking over your shoulder

Scared by every - every footstep

Look at reflection, shop window

Sit behind a coat of paint scared to death

All your best friends got into something good

You know you should

But it’s too late now

Trouble

You’re in trouble

Oh trouble

A lot of trouble

Hang around in crowded places

Scared of all these, all these faces

The world’s turning upside down

Your mind is going to pieces, scared to death

Trouble

All your best friends got into something good

You know you should

But it’s too late now

Trouble

You’re in trouble

Oh trouble

A lot of trouble

Yeah trouble

You’re in trouble

Oh trouble

A lot of trouble