TIM ARMSTRONG LYRICS

"Trouble"

No attorneys
To plead my case
No opiates
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain't gonna help me now

I'm trouble
I'm trouble
I'm trouble
I got trouble in my town

You think your right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can take me
For a ride
I'm no fool, no
So, you better run and hide

When you see me coming
Down the street then
You know it's time to go

Thanks to mabi for these lyrics

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