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Kottonmouth Kings
Stimme und Gesang
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Brad Xavier
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Dustin Miller
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Timothy Mcnutt
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Mike Kumagai
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Casey Royer
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Kottonmouth Kings
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Lyrics
Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control!
Johnny's gotta problem, he's outta control now!
Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control!
Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control!
Johnny's gotta problem he's outta control
He's got static on the brain
Outta control now
Johnny's gotta problem he's outta control
He's got static on the brain
Poppin' little pills like a drug store cowboy
Drinkin', smokin' weed like you're one of a kind
Doesn't really matter who you take with you
Just as long as Johnny feels fine
We get fucked up with you
Johnny's got a problem
Ahhhh
He's outta control
Got static on the brain
Outta control now
Johnny's got a problem
He's outta control
Johnny's gotta problem and he's outta control!
Trippin' everyday trippin' deeper and deeper
Trip trip trippin' on down the line
Doesn't really matter who you take with you
Just as long as Johnny feels fine!
Man I ain't got a problem
What the fucks wrong with you?
Go get me a blue and a 12 pack of brew
Some chicks who screw that know what to do
Plus 2 Quaaludes for when the night's through
Damn dawg you gettin' faded everynight
Drinkin' beers, poppin' pills but it just ain't right
You need to hold on tight, relax, slow your roll
Calm the fuck down 'cuz you're gettin' outta control
Red light should I stop? Nah!
Shotgun she got lock jaw
See I live make my own laws
And ima win at all costs
Johnny's got a problem and I think he's gettin lost
Everynight doin' somethin different looking ??
No time to chill always thinkin' somethins missin'
The voice in his head, I call it his addiction
Johnnys got a problem
Johnnys got a problem
Johnnys got a problem
And he's out of control
I need a sit 'cuz sticky grippin' full throttle
You stick with me we gonna be tippin' full bottles
Ain't this a trip I'm kickin' hittin' on some models
Rippin' this shit I sit with chicks that only swallow
I take whatchu got, I just don't give a fuck
I'm like pacman, I gobble gobble 'em up
Fastlane living on the road goin' the wrong way
Been up for a week, without no sleep, now that's a long day
Well the party start's jumpin' and the demon feels funky
Can't well it forget if you don't I get grumpy
Got him on a leash tied up like a puppy
All his friends call him Johnny The Junky
Always see him on tilt at the bar fallin' down
Always see him at a circle walkin' 'round and 'round
Never see him at his house 'cuz he's always out ballin'
That's how we know (what?)
Johnnys got a problem
A problem, a problem in critical condition
The drugs and the drinkin' the suicide mission
Oh we just can't afford to have another friend missin'
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny why won't you listen?
Johnnys got a problem
Johnnys got a problem
Johnnys got a problem
And he's out of control
Worry bout it bout it bout worry bout.............
Written by: Brad Xavier, Casey Royer, Dustin Miller, Mike Kumagai, Timothy Mcnutt