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I Am Trouble

Lyrics

They don't care
The robots are watching, they're bored to death
All they have
Is standard issue guns and fake evidence
Take away
One more right to protect us from the terror
God bless
Democracy and tear gas, now here comes the horror

Here we go again, the sex, the rock
Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs
Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk
Zero point zero

Poor get the blame
'Cause they can't afford a lawyer or good PR like mine
I proclaim
A national crisis when they can't get online
Bred to obey
But I won't follow no one without a bigger carrot
This great land
Won't be conquered from outside 'cause it'll kill itself first

Here we go again, the sex, the rock
Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs
Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk
Zero point zero

I am trouble
I am trouble

Look, listen, kneel and pray
I got the causes, you got the rebels
All the monkeys fan the flame
Unzip the beast, I am… trouble

Here we go again, the sex, the rock
Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs
Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk
Zero point zero, don't give a fuck
Here we go again, the sex, the rock
Once more to the brink, the fall, the drugs
Tomorrow we burn but tonight we be drunk
Zero point zero, don't give a fuck

I am trouble
I am trouble

(All the monkeys fan the flame)

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