Letra de ' Trouble ' de Voxtrot

somebody told me you're a junkie now
or that you've always been a junkie
no i never would have guessed that
i used to sit around and wonder how
people fall into a trap just to stumble off the
footpath

and it's all peace love and harmony
to politics and celebrity
second nature to the youth scene
it's a must see

understand it's a curse
you've got trouble in your blood
write a song second verse
underneath it there's love
recognize the things you do
you make a mess with baby you know who
it sounds impossible but man it's true
you are the bad
the bad seed of this town

i bought your record out on cherry red
it wasn't good oh it was great
i believed it was the next step
somebody phoned and said the dream is dead
he's just busy counting coppers
man it makes me see red

and it's all part of the balance that
you don't deserve all the love you have
it's the fruit of life
you throw it away like candy

understand it's a curse
you've got trouble in your blood
write a song second verse
underneath it there's love
recognize the things you do
you make a mess with baby you know who

understand it's a curse
you've got trouble in your blood
write a song second verse
underneath it there's love
recognize the things you do
you make a mess with baby you know who
it sounds impossible but man it's true
you are the bad
the bad seed of this town

i've been boxing a match for one
seven days in the burning sun
all kinds of money and too much fun
i've been running
around once with town in a circle game
double fists and a single shame
oh i am lost and lonely in the arms of london
and she cries

i never would've done it
i never would've lied
i never would've done it
i never would've slashed my parents trust
i never would've slashed my parents trust
if i thought for a moment you would leave me
with my big dreams

slightly out of reach
techno on the beach
i bet you made a scene
in your million dollar shorts
you've got to give it up and try
the future you deny
underneath it all there's a motive to the force

understand it's a curse
you've got trouble in your blood
write a song second verse
underneath it there's love
recognize the things you do
you make a mess with baby you know who
it sounds impossible but man it's true
you are the bad
the bad seed of this town