Trouble In Mind

I steal my cigs from the Seventy-Six

Smokin' up in church, up to all my tricks

I'm a bad little angel, I fell from grace

Georgia Peach gone bad, yeah, you know the taste, and

If you must know what I think of you, then

So help me Lord, I'm gonna speak the truth

And I try

And I try, try, try

And I try

To do right

But I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

Born under a bad sign, like Albert King

He heard the Matchbox Blues I like to sing

I'll break your heart, baby, for the kicks

I'm a bonafide slacker and I like a quick fix

I could behave, but what's the use?

So help me Lord, I've gotta cut loose

And I try

And I try, try, try

And I try

To do right

But I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

Shimmery shake, how long did I ache?

Oh doctor, you tell me, you'll give me something for this pain

And I –

Got trouble in mind (trouble in mind)

Wo-ho-ho-hole gone

Wo-ho-ho, encore (woow)

Ho-ho-ho-ho, and I try

And I try!

I got to Paris, all the lights went down

They built the Berlin Wall to keep me out

I broke your heart from thirty-thousand feet?

Then post a danger sign every where I'll sleep

'Cause I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

I –

Got trouble in my mind

I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

I –

Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind)

Shake, shake, how long did I ache?

Oh doctor, you gotta give me something for this pain

Oh, shimmery shake, how long did I ache?

Oh doctor, you gotta give me something for this pain