We all got problems We all got problems We all got problems, we all got pain We all need lots and lots of pills cause we all insane Demerol or speed, drugs are what we need We all got problems, we all got pain (We all got problems) Elvis and Mr. Jackson were a couple of kings With fame and fortune fallin at their feet But Jackson took injections and Presley popped 'em in And their problems got the better of them We all got problems, we all got pain We all need lots and lots of pills cause we all insane Demerol or speed, drugs are what we need We all got problems, we all got pain (True story) When I was just a kid, my Daddy took me to the doctor When I told him I was feeling sad Dr. said I had some issues, diagnosed me with Tourrettes He sent me back to school with a bottle of Percocet But it made me happy And it made me proud I was glad to know that I fit in with the fucked up crowd I went to school and told my friends They said congratulations Join the gang man! You're one of us now We all got problems, we all got pain We all need lots and lots of pills cause we all insane Demerol or speed, drugs are what we need We all got problems, we all got pain We all got problems, we all got pain We all need lots and lots of pills cause we all insane Demerol or speed, drugs are what we need We all got problems, we all got pain We all got problems, we all got pain We all got problems, we all got pain Ain't it ashame (We all got problems) (We all got problems) (We all got problems)