[Verse 1]

I’m a holy ghost with a golden touch

Good in the belly, not good for much

I’m the best lay when you give me some, is it trouble?

I’m a last chance, I’m a splitting queen

Dance for my baby in a cutaway scene

Loaded in the west, won’t tell what I’ve done

I want trouble fun

[Chorus]

Don’t give me the sun

All I want is trouble fun

Pulled apart – and what?

I’ve been written and read

I don’t want to go to bed

All I want is trouble fun

[Verse 2]

Let free the riot, I’m a giddy ruin

Dumber than a night on the red balloons

Save all your praying for some other punk, am I in trouble?

And me a wet rag in the corner left

Used up to nothing on a sailor’s chest

Ragged stowaway on a shipping run

Give me trouble fun

[Chorus]

Don’t give me the sun

All I want is trouble fun

Pulled apart in one

I’ve been written and read

I don’t want to go to bed

All I want is trouble fun

[Bridge]

The kids round here, they’re all amiss

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

The kids round here, they’re all amiss

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

The kids round here, they’re all amiss

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

The kids round here, they’re all amiss

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

They won’t catch my kisses, they won’t catch my fists

[Outro]

Don’t give me the sun

All I want is trouble fun

Pulled apart in one