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)