Lyrics Problems - Lee Fields, The Expressions

Problems

Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah

I can feel myself dragging my feet
Every time there's a break in the road
I can feel the world biting my heels
Every time a child is bought or sold

Brothers and sisters
We gotta change our evil ways
We gotta keep on bracing the fight
Stop living life in a haze

I'm not a man who don't knows all the answers
I don't profess to know the truth
If I wanted to lie it would be since I'm so tired
I don't have to live life being rude

Problems, all the time
Trials and tribulations
Why they all seem to be mine?
Trials and tribulations
Why they all seem to be mine?

Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah
Woo!
Oh yeah

It's time for you to be a man
And take care of your own slack
Think about the big picture
And not just about women and cash

Hey, band! (Yeah!)
I think the drummer got something to say
Hit it!

Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah

Be good to your mother, help out your brother
It's time to see things straight
All the children in the city
Fly into the haze

Problems, all the time
Trials and tribulations
Why they all seem to be mine?

Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah
Woo-ooh!
Huh!

Problems!

Problems!

Ain't nothing but problems!