Il testo della Trouble

Uh, oh, we're in trouble, something's come along
And it's burst our bubble, yeah, yeah
Uh, oh, we're in trouble gotta get home quick
March on the double

We've been out all night
'nd we haven't been home we're walking through
The back streets all alone
The party was great, yeah, we were really thrilled

And when we get in, we're gonna get killed
We couldn't get a cab 'cause we ain't got to money
We missed the last train bus but the night bus never come
We're eight miles from home and it's starting to

Uh, oh, we're in trouble, something's come along
And it's burst our bubble
Yeah, yeah, uh, oh, we're in trouble, book us a ticket
On the next space shuttle, yeah, yeah trouble

We tried to steal a car but we soon realized
We got down the road none of us could drive
A police car came along and they took us for a ride
And when we get home we're gonna get gonna get fried

Uh, oh, we're in trouble, yeah, yeah, uh, oh, we're in trouble
Uh, oh, we're in trouble something's came along
And it's burst our bubble, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, we're in trouble, book us a ticket
On the next space shuttle