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Part of the Problem


I wanna be part of the problem
I wanna be the one who saw them
Making love in the back of the bathroom
Gunna tell his girl that she needs a new groom

I wanna set things on fire
Let it burn with all my desire
Hope it spreads to the grass and the tall trees
Forest fire burning just like in my dreams

I wanna be the one to start a riot
Steal a camera cuz i didn't wanna buy it
Take a picture of a frightened old lady
Exchange it for her purse, now she has a memory

I wanna be part of the problem
I wanna be the answer to no one
I wanna be the reason why
Pop music exists and disco never died

I wanna have my own little boy scouts
Helping others is what we'd be all about
Help a feeble old woman get across the street
Stop in the middle then run away laughing

I wanna be the one to crash a wedding
Convince the loser he's just not ready
"If you object, speak now or hold your peace"
I'd stand up and say the bride had my baby

I wanna be part of the problem
I wanna be the answer to no one
I wanna be the reason good songs end
And bad ones like this keep on goin


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