Текст King’s X – Complain

Ozone disappearing in the sky
Bud man asking us why ask why
If I could find my magazine this bug would die
I complain

Complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier, easier

Small kid begging for a crumb of bread
Next kid bloated lying nearly dead
I wonder what to take for my aching head
I complain
Lots of people crying for a little rain
Whole nation learning how to live with pain
I don’t know how I’m gonna clean this little stain
I complain

Complain, so much easier
I Complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
I complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
Complain, complain

Black man singing Mississippi blues
Africa starves a little baby drools
I’m trying to figure out all the basketball rules
I complain

Complain, so much easier
I complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
I complain, so much easier
Complain, so much easier
Complain, complain