Trouble
Knocking on my door
Tapping on the window
Crawling on the floor
Trouble
Scaring me to death
Causing me to panic
Barely catch my breath
Ain’t got nothing better to do
Than to mess with me
Then I’m telling you
What will be will be
Not the Doris Day song
Que Sera, Sera
But the tune that says so long
It’s been good to know ya
Gonna drop a clear dime
On a near rhyme
Gonna take some time
To focus my mind
On the Grateful Dead
Or some tone deaf dreck
Coz when trouble comes
It comes to wreak
My contemplative peace
My quiet home
Trouble’s knocking
Won’t leave me alone
Trouble’s knocking
Won’t leave me alone
Trouble
Won’t leave me alone
