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Sex Pistols — Problems

 intro:  D C A x 4 
 
verse 
D        C             A 
Too many problems oh why am I here 
I don't need to be me cos you're all too clear 
And I can see there's something wrong with you 
What do you expect me to do 
At least I gotta know what I wanna be 
Don't come to me if you need pity 
Are you lonely you got noone 
You got your body in suspension 
 
chorus 
A       B       C 
Problem problem problem The problem is you 
D C A  (repeat as needed) 
 
second verse 
 
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray 
You don't do what you want then you fade away 
You won't find me working 9 to 5 
Too Much fun being alive 
I'm using my feet for my human machine 
You won't find me living for the screen 
Are you lonely all needs catered 
You got your brains dehydrated 
 
chorus 
 
solo:  D C A x12 
 
chorus 
 
third verse 
I'm a death trip I ain't automatic 
You won't find me just staying static 
Don't give me any orders 
For people like me there is no order 
Bet you thought you had it all worked out 
Bet you thought you knew what I was about 
Bet you thought you solved all your problems 
But you are the problem 
 
chorus 
 
outro: 
D C A x 12  (w/ad-lib) 
A 
 
Аккорд DАккорд CАккорд AАккорд B

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