Trouble In Paradise

Billy’s home, he just got back from LA
Plenty of lines but nothing to say
Said I, seen this movie and it don’t end nice
Looks like trouble in paradise

He used to be cool he used to laugh a lot
Down at the brothers in the parking lot
Now he’s sick, and he’s scared and he’s paying the price

Trouble in, paradise (trouble in paradise)
Momma said he always was so nice
(Trouble in paradise)

American son he’s not very old
An American dream that’s never been sold
The smile on his face is just his last disguise
We’ve got trouble in paradise

There’s a scream inside that shouts: Here I am!
Some people say: We’ve got to do what we can
Me I don’t know you see I’ve been there myself once or twice

Trouble in, paradise (trouble in paradise)
Momma said he always was so nice
(Trouble in paradise) we’ve got trouble, hey

Five long years since I wrote this song
Many people dying, so many gone
Take one more, coming still as good advice

Trouble in, paradise (trouble in paradise)
Momma said he always was so nice
(Trouble in paradise) we’ve been troubled, yeah, yeah

(Trouble in paradise)
(Trouble in paradise)
Hey
Trouble in