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Problems - Live From Finsbury Park,London,United Kingdom/1996

de Sex Pistols

Too many problems, oh, why am I here?
I need to be me cuz you're all to clear
Well and I can see there's something wrong with you
But what do you expect me to do?

At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Don't come to me if you need pity
Are you lonely? You got no one
You got your body in suspension

That's a problem
Problem, problem
The problem is you

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You don't do what you want then you'll fade away
You won't find me working nine to five
It's too much fun a being alive
I'm using my faith for my human machine
You won't find me living for the screen
Are you lonely? All needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated

Problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
And what are you gonna do?
Problem, problem

Problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
And what are you gonna do
With your problem?
The problem is you
Problem

I ain't equipment, I ain't automatic
You won't find me just staying static
Don't you give me any order
To 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 you solved all your problems
But you are the problem

Problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
And what are you gonna do
With your problem?
I'll leave it to you
Problem
The problem is you
You've got a problem
And what are you gonna do?

They know a doctor gonna take you away
They take you away and throw away the key
They don't want you and they don't want me
You got a problem, the problem is you
Problem, oh, what are you gonna do?

Problem
Oh, you've got a problem, problem
Oh, you've got a problem, problem

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