Trouble

Cathy the things
That you're saying
You're preaching
Yeah you're praying
Two cents
Will get me double
And it's nothing
Nothing but trouble

Trouble with the east coast
Trouble with the west coast
Trouble with the blacks and
Trouble with the whites
Trouble with the goosestep
Trouble with things bumping
In the middle of the night

You catch me when
I least expect it
My good mood
Well you wrecked it
Two cents
Will get me double
And it's nothing
It's nothing but trouble

And another thing
Did you get that down
And another thing

Cathy the things
That you're saying
I'm smelling the shit
That you're spraying
Sorry for bursting your bubble
But you're nothing
You're nothing but trouble