God Save the Queen Songtext
von Opium Jukebox

The Problem Is You
What You Gonna Do With Your Problem
(What You Gonna Do Problem)
Eat Your Heart Out On Plastic Tray
You Don′t Do What You Want
Then You'll Fade Away
You Won′t Find Me Working Nine To Five
It's Too Mush Fun Abeing Alive
I'm Using My Feet For My Human Machine
You Won′t Find Me Living For The Screen
Are You Lonely All Needs Catered
You Got Your Brains Dehydrated
In A Death Trip I Ain′t Automatic
You Won't Find Me Just Staying Static
Don′t You Give Me Any Orders


For People Like Me There Is No Order
Set You Thought You Had It All Worked Out
Bet You Thought You Knew What I Was About
Set You Thought
You'd Solved All Your Problems
But You Are The Problem
Oh What You Gonna Do With Your Problem I′ll
Leave It To You Problem The Problem Is You
You Got A Problem Oh What You Gonna Do
They Know A Doctor Gonna Fake You Away
They Take You Away And Throw Away The Key
They Don't Want You And They Don′t Want Me
You Got A Problem The Problem Is You
Problems What You Gonna Do (Etc)
Problem (Etc)