Trouble

Feel it in my feet

Feel it in the heat

There’s trouble on the street

And the trouble starts to move your way now

Feel it in the heat

Feel it in my feet

There’s trouble on the street

It’s not gonna work so move away now

Feel the heat

Feel the heat on the street

Well there I might lay low

Well I guess we'll wait and see

Wherever it is I go

Seems there's trouble finding me

I know I got time to run

But I know I got time to breathe

There’s no time like the present

To make this trouble stand up and leave

So say doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble

Dig up the down and burst up the bubble

I'm a shoot, delute, toot where there's trouble

Do the boogie down and move on the double

I'm a doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble

Pick up the shovel you got down the rubble

I'm a doo, dah doo, do where there's trouble

Do the boogie down and move on the double

So hold on

To what you got

You can lose it fast

In the dark days

So hold on

To what you got

You can lose it fast

In the rat race

Feel it in my feet

Feel it in the heat

There’s trouble on the street

And the trouble starts to move your way now

Feel it in the heat

Feel it in my feet

There’s trouble on the street

It’s not gonna work so move away now

Doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble

Dig up the down and burst up the bubble

I'm a shoot, delute, toot where there's trouble

Do the boogie down and move on the double

I'm a doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble

Pick up the shovel you got down the rubble

I'm a doo, dah doo, do where there's trouble

Do the boogie down and move on the double

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Too, too, too many boots on the level

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Just seen too many boots on the rubble

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Too, too, too many boots on the level

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Just seen too many boots on the rubble

So hold on

To what you got

You can lose it fast

In the dark days

So hold on

To what you got

You can lose it fast

In the rat race

So hold on

To what you got

You can lose it fast

In the dark days

So hold on

To what you got

You can lose it fast

In the rat race

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Too, too, too many boots on the level

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Just seen too many boots on the rubble

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Too, too, too many boots on the level

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble

Just seen too many boots on the rubble