All the Trouble - Arrange

Watch what you say to me

They might be right

I have a violence in me howling out at night

And I swear I will be caught with it some day

Let the cops whip out their guns a shoot a clip right in my face

Oh my

How do I come up with this shit?

Oh my

How do I come up with this shit?

Oh me, oh my, oh my

I can be anything anyone wants me to be

I can turn water to blood into needless feed

Like it or not I got one thing I need to be

And baby, that’s with you

Baby, that’s with you

When I’m rotten at 83, do you think I’ll be the same boy?

And when I’m cold at 92, will you tell me just who I am?