Trouble

Trouble Coming Down We got some trouble coming down, Some funky trouble on the ground, A nasty virus going round, While everybody sits spellbound, With all the things we're going through, It's hard to know just what to do, With all this trouble coming down, It's dominating our TVs, And you can smell it on the breeze, So hard to deal with all the sleaze, It's bound to bring us to our knees, Well I don't want to sing the blues, But they keep on twisting the screws. We got some trouble coming down Well it's a tough fight every night, just to figure out what's true, No one knows what's going on, except the chosen few, If we can hang tight, we just might, know what we should do, See beyond and face the dawn, and somehow make it through.