Lyrics Problems III - The Growlers

Problems III

Babe don’t give up yet
When we’ve come this far
Remember when we met
At the old Prospector
Blindfolded acid trips
Your tiny fingertips
Piano songs off time
Wood teeth stained from the wine
Problems come in threes
Then we beat 'em down
It’s nothing when compared
To the hangovers we’ve shared
But rent’s on time
We’ve got cigs and cheap red wine
Come on and share my table
And pour your heart into mine
Time can be so blunt till it’s no fun
But all in all, time’s treated us fine
Time can be so blunt till it’s no fun
But all in all, time’s treated us fine
Ain’t no use to act
Like we’re mom and dad
We’ve done enough of that
Impressions, good and bad
Flattering copycats
Caught digging through our trash
Licking our rusty cans
Life in the frying pan
Problems come in threes
Then we beat 'em down
It’s nothing when compared
To the hangovers, we’ve shared
But rent’s on time
We’ve got cigs and cheap red wine
Come on and share my table
And pour your heart into mine
Time can be so blunt till it’s no fun
But all in all, time’s treated us fine
Time can be so blunt till it’s no fun
But all in all, time’s treated us fine
Lucid trips on joy ride ships
We watched the neon lights
A lovers ride to thaw out frigid times
Lucid trips on joy ride ships
We watched the neon lights
A lovers ride to thaw out frigid times