Trouble

Somebody told me you're a junkie now
And that you've always been a junkie
Man, I never would've 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 as 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 a love
Recognize the things you do
You make a mess but 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 a balance act
You don't deserve all the love you have
It's the fruit of life, but 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 a love
Recognize the things you do
You make a mess but 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 a love
Recognize the things you do
You make a mess but 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 Berlin sun
All kinds of money and too much fun, I've been running
Around Wandsworth 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

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 have 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 a love
Recognize the things you do
You make a mess but 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 a love
Recognize the things you do
You make a mess but baby, you know who
It sounds impossible but man, it's true
You are the bad, the bad seed of this town