Charles Bukowski - Trouble (Live) lyrics

Trouble

I had my camera and took the shot through
The shop window and a rather tall ugly lady
Neck bent forward ran out of the shop

"What are you doing?" she asked
"What did you photograph?"
"I photographed the naked mannequin"
I told her

"I'd rather you didn't take anymore
Photos" she said

"All right" I said and I walked down
The street with my camera
With her staring after me

I felt guilty and upset
Upset, even though I had done nothing really
Improper it usually happened to me
At least once a day

I turned, dropped to one knee
Focused, and photographed her
She waved her arms and screamed
And I shot her again

The trouble with these people is
That their cities never been
Bombed and their mothers have never
Been told to shut up