Trouble

Trouble - Boss Hog

You say so much I don't even hear

My poor mind does circles it must steer

Holy heaven cut the line some slack

I keep on moving no not further back

I get messed up

I get high

I get stupid

I get by

I get wreck less then I die

I can't stand it

I can't stand it

Work my innards twenty different ways

Can't you think up something new to say

All the sh*t that's flying round this room

Has me caged up like I'm in a zoo

I get messed up

I get high

I get stupid

I get by

I get wreck less then I die

I can't stand it

I can't stand it

I got trouble

I got trouble

I got trouble

Come on

Strange how I can tell you're up to something

Stranger still is how I keep from laughing

Kill for this some welcomes may be wearing

Were she speaking or just giving head

I get messed up

I get high

I get stupid

Less I fight

I get wreck less then I die

I can't stand it

I can't stand it