Problems Lyrics

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Cover art for Problems lyrics by Sex Pistols

So you thought you had it all worked out, yeah? Your little job, your little family, your little respectability. Bullshit, what has it done to you? Nothing but unhappiness and death of the soul. Too much to swallow, too much to pretend. Time to throw it all away and live the way you really want.