Letra de Trouble

Dave Lawrence:

There´s paint peeling on the ceiling
The garden´s in some kind of state
We´re friendly with the neighbours,
tough they know we didn´t come to stay
So call in the carpet cleaners
A ute to take the furniture away
Living this rental lifestyle
Just spirits passing through the day

Abi Tucker:

Baby, I´ve been foolish
Sometimes people are strange
but I´m learning to let go, let everything come
At least I do now anyway
And I think of you tomorrow
like I thought of you yesterday
And though I wish you well. I will always
wonder what it would have been if you´d stayed

Dave Lawrence:

Oh, from freedom is born trouble
and so it goes on
Oh, from freedom is born trouble

Samen :

Well it looks just like purgatory
to those who´ve got their blinkers on
But I can hear the angels signing, from the local
church on Sunday morn
And I know you´re dad don´t like it
He´s just a little insecure
Won´t somebody please remind him, oh honey,
that there ain´t no cure

Oh, from freedom is born trouble