| 歌曲 | Trouble Where You Seek It |
| 歌手 | Brooke Miller |
| 专辑 | You Can See Everything |
| 作曲 : Miller | |
| The plot gets thicker and it always goes astray | |
| You're never holding in your hands a particular play | |
| You're not satisfied with the taste or smell | |
| And it's not what you ordered, well | |
| There's a good chance some body else has got it made | |
| Well, there's trouble where you seek it | |
| You see it in store windows | |
| And the box is twice as big as the item | |
| There's a spotlight shining from the corner both night and day | |
| Some gather round and paw the glass | |
| Others who know better pass | |
| And they whisper to themselves, they'll never find their way | |
| With stars in their eyes, they'll never find their way | |
| There's trouble where you seek it | |
| You don't have to go sneaking around | |
| To find they've found you out by now | |
| There's trouble where you seek it | |
| You're opening cans with your teeth | |
| Chewing on the grizzle, trying just to have some cake | |
| Toying with intentions, undoing what you make | |
| It's hard to chew the fat, harder to swallow | |
| Under every bit of bone is the last bit of marrow | |
| There's trouble where you seek it |
| zuò qǔ : Miller | |
| The plot gets thicker and it always goes astray | |
| You' re never holding in your hands a particular play | |
| You' re not satisfied with the taste or smell | |
| And it' s not what you ordered, well | |
| There' s a good chance some body else has got it made | |
| Well, there' s trouble where you seek it | |
| You see it in store windows | |
| And the box is twice as big as the item | |
| There' s a spotlight shining from the corner both night and day | |
| Some gather round and paw the glass | |
| Others who know better pass | |
| And they whisper to themselves, they' ll never find their way | |
| With stars in their eyes, they' ll never find their way | |
| There' s trouble where you seek it | |
| You don' t have to go sneaking around | |
| To find they' ve found you out by now | |
| There' s trouble where you seek it | |
| You' re opening cans with your teeth | |
| Chewing on the grizzle, trying just to have some cake | |
| Toying with intentions, undoing what you make | |
| It' s hard to chew the fat, harder to swallow | |
| Under every bit of bone is the last bit of marrow | |
| There' s trouble where you seek it |