作曲 : Black Lips
I woke up in the morning just the other day
Found my dog underneath the Chevrolet
I knew things were going wrong
I got back home and my home was gone
So I grabbed my gun and walked down in the street
I tried to find some enemies to meet
And now I'm looking, yeah still searching
For a place with my guns in hand because
They can't tell me what I can or cannot do
And I won't hold a cold dead hand
They can lay on the ground while I snipe from atop
And see their life turn into sand, let me tell ya why
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!

They can't tell me what I can or cannot do
And I won't hold a cold dead hand
They can lay on the ground while I snipe from atop
And see their life turn into sand, let me tell ya why
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!
(It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me!