From the recording Pocket Hang Glider

I have a tradition of writing dark funny songs about marriage. I regret not putting the sound of a chainsaw in this song. This is probably one of my favorites on the album. I love the phaser sound of the baritone guitar.

Lyrics

Trouble and Pain

I keep being taken I keep putting up
I wonder how long I can stay in this rut
No matter if you swerve you get what you deserve
She gives me a world of trouble and pain

She gives me a world of trouble and pain
She gives me a world of trouble and pain
There must be something wrong with my brain
She gives me a world of trouble and pain

I shoulda-woulda-coulda I’d be on a higher shelf
Honey you don’t have to beat me up, I’ll do that myself
You snore and steal the blankets I turn up the fan
I know you’ll never understand

You give me a world of trouble and pain
you give me a world of trouble and pain
There must be parasite controlling my brain
You give me a world of trouble and pain

Who’s gonna pull your hair out of the shower drain?
Who’s gonna keep the trees alive when it don’t rain?
Who’s gonna fix the leak and the creak in the stairs?
She don’t think about it she don’t care

She gives me a world of trouble and pain
She gives me a world of trouble and pain
Get up in the morning and we do it all over again
She gives me a world of trouble and pain

I drive up in my shit box all my kids run and hide
They don’t want their school mates to see what’s inside
I get this funny feeling I’ve been taken for a ride
They give me a world of trouble and pain

Now I could curl up in a fetal ball
I could say some things to you that wouldn’t help at all
Sometimes the greatest wealth is crying at yourself
She gives me a world of trouble and pain