Complaining Still Songtext
von The Freaky Friday Jailhouse Gang

I can′t complain
But I think that I will
Neither sunshine nor rain
Do really fit in my bill
When I feel really busy
Or like there's nothing to do
No one′s gonna miss me
But I miss a few

Things don't seem to go my way
And I lost the trail
Things are actually ok
But I always fail
I got no reason
But I'm complaining still

I can′t explain
But I think that I will
I know the rules of the game
But I′m cheating still


Things don't seem to go my way
But I lost the trail
Things are actually ok
But I always fail
I got no reason
But I′m complaining still
I'm complaining still

I complain about the weather
Although it doesn′t matter
Complain about the weather
Although it doesn't matter
Complain about the weather
Although it doesn′t matter
Complain about the weather

Everybody's calling
But I don't wanna talk
They eat pizza with hands
I use knife and fork


Things don′t seem to go my way
And I lost the trail
Things are actually ok
But I always fail
I always fail
I got no reason
But I′m complaining still
I'm complaining still
I got no reason
But I′m complaining still
I'm complaining still
I got no reason
But I′m complaining
Still
I'm complaining still
Oh yeah