The plot gets thicker and it always goes astray
You´re never holding in your hands a particular play
You´re not satisfied with the taste or smell
And it´s not what you ordered, well

There´s a good chance some body else has got it made
Well, there´s trouble where you seek it
You see it in store windows
And the box is twice as big as the item
There´s a spotlight shining from the corner both night and day
Some gather round and paw the glass
Others who know better pass
And they whisper to themselves, they´ll never find their way
With stars in their eyes, they´ll never find their way
There´s trouble where you seek it
You don´t have to go sneaking around
To find they´ve found you out by now
There´s trouble where you seek it
You´re opening cans with your teeth

Chewing on the grizzle, trying just to have some cake
Toying with intentions, undoing what you make
It´s hard to chew the fat, harder to swallow
Under every bit of bone is the last bit of marrow
There´s trouble where you seek it