Problem Child - AC/DC

No mind, doesn’t think at all

Problem child is no one’s friend

Damn that kid, always in a fight

Problem child, just hates life

He lives a life in a state of fear

He has a knife that he keeps near

He’s not the one that you want to meet

You don’t want to see him on the street

Problem child just hates the world

When he was five years old

His mom burned his hand on the stove

Problem child never went to school

He just went out and broke all the rules

Problem child always crying

Stupid kid just wants to die

He’s not the one that you want to meet

You don’t want to see him on the street

Problem child has a brand new gun

And he’s looking for you