Problems (Remastered Version) - Sex Pistols

Too many problems oh why I am here

I don't need to be me cos you're all to clear

well and I can see there's something wrong with you

but what do you expect me to do?

At least I gotta know what I wanna be

don't come to me if you need pity

Are you lonely you got no one

you get your body in suspension that's no

Problem Problems the problem is you

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

you don't do what you want then you'll fade away

you won't find me working nine to five

it's too much fun a BEING ALIVE

I'm using my feet for my human machine

you won't find me living for the screen

are you lonely all needs catered

you got your brains dehydrated

I ain't equipment I ain't automatic

you won't find me just staying static

don't you give me any orders

for people like me there is no order

bet you thought you had it all worked out

bet you thought you knew what I was about

bet you thought you solved all your problems

but you are the problem

Problem the problem is YOU

what you gonna do with you

what you gonna do

I'll leave it to you

the problem is you

oh what you gonna do

the men in white coats are gonna take you away

take you away and throw away the key

they don't want you and they don't want me

you got a problem the problem is you

you got a problem what you gonna do?