Problems by Joe Walsh/W. Arbuckle
Hey now, did you make a problem? Didnt want to solve. Until you do you do, thats the thing about them, Still got them, problems. Seems so small, they can tower over you. Pile up, build a wall, Around you, surround you, oh and how. When you finally think theyre through, So they follow, follow? I wonder who can solve my problem. Oh how about them? Problems can wait, Problems get solved Problems relate, Problems revolve around tense situations, Tense situations left unresolved. Something comes up, you get involved. In justifications of foreign relations that have nothing to do, No nothing at all with the problem. Hey now did you ever have one, Have a problem? That you could not solve. What did you do about them? What did you do? Did you try and close your eyes? Put the blame on someone else? But the problem follows you around and round, Up and down until it takes up all your time. Til it starts to bother you, til you start to lose your mind. Your problems, they love it when you do they do too. Problems that wait, never get solved. Problems relate to and problems revolve around tense situations, Tense situations, left unresolved. When something comes up and got you involved with contradiction, Fictional frictions that have nothing to do, no nothing at all with the problem. Hey now, did you ever have one? Have a problem that you could not solve? Thats the thing about them, problems.