Tim Fite - Trouble lyrics

Between the hammer and the holiday (holiday) I take the hammer each and every time You just can't wait to waste us all away (all away) Why you save face, I'll be shavin' mine In the light In the sound In the sound, in the light I've seen rapids I've seen rubble You're in trouble A whole lot of trouble I have punishment to fit the crime But if the crime is the punishment Where will you wind up Waitin' on that punishment You'll wake up and wonder where the summer went Because it's cold up the river It's cold up the river It's cold up the river It's cold, it's cold In the light In the sound In the sound, in the light I've seen rapids I've seen rubble In the light, in the sound I see trouble, trouble In the sound, in the light You better hope to God your sh** float You better hope to God your sh** float You're in a whole lot of trouble A whole lot of trouble A whole lot of... trouble A whole lot of... trouble A whole lot of... tr-trouble A whole lot of... trouble How's about a little avalanche for your avarice A landslide for your lavishness Some happenstance for your happiness A first hand taste of averageness You better hope to God your sh** float You better hope to God your sh** float You better hope x8 You're in a whole lot of trouble