Double Trouble

What you fucking nogging again
About what?
What?
What!
The toilet's fucking broken again i repaired
that i told ya, get the plumber in again
And again, and again
And again, and again
And again, and again...
DON'T fly me to the moon
And don't put me in a bubble
And don't come to me for a cuddle
Cos all i want is the trouble trouble trouble
Give me a row, right now
Well stir it up
And clear the air
oh what is what
That's only fair
I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double
Give me the trouble
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Don't want no pedestal
Don't want to be feeling small
Don't leave a stain on me name
Trouble is the end of the shame
Oh wont you trouble
Oh yeah
Is something wrong
Well say so
Got nothing on
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Well so what
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got a moody on
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
So good to know
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
The trouble on
The trouble gone
yeah, yeah, yeah
I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double
Give me trouble
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I want the trouble
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I understand
It's complicated
You think i know
Well i'm overrated
A simple thing
A simple nothing
I'm aggravated
But no castrated
Domestos is...
Domestic blissss
(ah ah ah ah)
I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double
Give me trouble
And in the meantime...
We'll get a bucket
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double
Give me trouble
Oh yeah
I want the trouble
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aha ha ha
No
I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double
Give me trouble
Oh yeah
I want the trouble



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Writer(s): Bruce Neal Smith, Scott Firth, Lu Edmonds, John Lydon
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