Trouble, but ain't we all? Standing in the window with his tongue hanging out Like the king of something evil in a year-long drought With a dirty white suit, a big white hat A bullet in his pocket, no matter where he's at He's trouble, but ain't we all?

It ain't love that I'm chasin' but I'm runnin' just in case There's trouble where I'm going but I'm gonna go there anyway I hate Sunday mornings 'cause they always seem to start this way I'm looking for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes Guess I

Let me take you far away You'd like a holiday Longing for the sun you will come Exchange the cold days for the sun A good time and fun Exchange your troubles for some love Wherever you are To the island without name Longing for the sun be welcome

Castaway-going at it alone Castaway-now I'm on my own I'm on a mission Into destination unknown An expedition Onto desolation road (where I'm a...) Lost and found, trouble bound,

Let it rock you, let it rock you Death of the Prodigy dancer One for the troubles Two for the time Three for the lyrics Four for the rhyme Where's the response? Well this is where I kill the dancer

And you throw away your troubles, dream a dream with me Up a lazy river where the Robin's song Awakes a bright new morning you can loaf along Blue skies up above and everyone's in love Meets a lazy river in the noon day sun Up a lazy river where the old

Hitchin' a ride (don't know where to go) One, two, three, four There's a drought at the fountain of youth My tongue is swelling up Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a

We live in troubled times What good is love and peace on earth? Where's the truth in the written word? If no one reads it A new day dawning Comes without warning When it's exclusive? So don't blink twice What part of history we learned

Somewhere over the rainbow Someday I'll wish upon a star Where troubles melt like lemon drops High way above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me Blue birds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why then, oh why can't I? Way up high

I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen trouble all my days I'll say goodbye to Colorado Where I was born and prob'ly raised Your mother says I am a stranger My face you'll never see no more But there's one promise darling I'll see you on God's golden