I have tried to live clean, like a monk or a priest Problem is I am insane
No matter how strong light, I am no fly
I find trouble no matter where it hides

On a sand laden beach, in the bottom of a drink, up in a castle in the sky
To the untrained eye it might
Look as though it’s all alright
But I find trouble no matter where it hides

I just can’t help myself
I just can’t help myself
If I could help myself I’d help myself to more

In the easy sleeping night
Drooling gallons to my side
Without disturbance I slowly wake
I clеar the sand from out of my eyes
To look for somеthing to despise
Because I find trouble no matter where it hides

When the children’s choir sings
For the sake of melody
I feel so jealous and deprived
There’s no North Star in the sky
Who could light my calloused eyes
I find trouble no matter where it hides
Because I find trouble no matter where it hides

And it’s like damn dude maybe take a day off
And that’s sage wisdom but still I press on
The truth is I was never looking for
Much of anything at all
But it seems I’ve stuck gold
Well maybe it’s coal
It could be shit for all I know
Because I find trouble no matter where it hides