Paroles de Problem Child

When I came here It was a feeding frenzy Head nodders, frozen by position And disfigured by envy And all they have are Worn out one liners That you have heard before To mollify the old timers They’ve nothing to say, to you or me Or really anyone so Slow down You don’t want the label of a problem child Ambition, not tempered by tradition Still seeks to go the distance And all they have are Worn out one liners That you have heard before To mollify the old timers They smile and wave goodbye Nothing to say, to you or me Or really anyone Worn out one liners That you have heard before To mollify the old timers They smile and wave goodbye Nothing to say, to you or me Or really anyone