Trouble Spot Rock

Im a guerrilla with a jungle language

A jungle jimmy with a jungle jeans

I keep-a loose with a battle fatigue

Gimme gimme gimme jungle scenes

I wanna do some mid east cruisin

Meet an arab sheik with an M16

But ill never get past Elwood

The best dressed trouble shooter

You've ever seen



Give me a rifle and some beaujolais

Those trouble spots they're all so far away

I will be on the road to mandalay

You want trouble, i'll give you trouble

Your gonna love it alot



I could be a sailor, sailin' on the sea

I could be a soldier, real fine mercenary

I could be an airman, bomb the enemy, the enemy

I'm gonna get your body

I'm gonna take your life

I'm gonna stab your body

With my general issue knife



I am killer, a soldier of fortune

I ride the jeeps in my jungle greens

I raid a village and napalm the elders

A revolutionary, hey where you been?



Give me a carbine and a packed lunch

I'll go and join the mercenary bunch

Oh, i gotta follow my hunch

You want trouble, I'll give you trouble

Your gonna love it alot



I could be a sailor, sailin' on the sea

I could be a soldier, real fine mercenary

I could be an airman, bomb the enemy, the enemy

I'm gonna get your body

I'm gonna take your life

I'm gonna stab your body

With my general issue knife