Trouble Comes Running - Spoon

I was in a functional way

And I have my brown sound jacket

Queen of call collect on my arm

She was my calm-me-down

She was my good-luck charm

She was my good luck

Here it come running

Here it come running again

Trouble come running

Here it come running again

Well alright

I got taken away

By a heavenly host

To a heavenly place

I didn’t wanna leave

I would not be swayed

But here it come running

Here it come running again

Trouble where the kids are

Here it come running

Well are you picking up?

Are you picking up what I’m putting down?

Putting down

Running, here it come running

Ah, running again

Well done

I was in a functional way

And thinking clean clean thoughts

Effort just to keep my nose on

Just trying to look straight ahead

Don’t wanna tell him he’s wrong

Wanna tell him he’s wrong

It come running

Here it come running

Where the kids are

Here it come running again

Slaves are on the horses

Princes walk the ground like they’re slaves

Here it come running

Here it come running again

Running again

Running again

Running again

Ah, running