Not A Problem

I woke up in the morning just the other day Found my dog beneath the Chevrolet. I knew things were going wrong, Got back home and my home is gone. So I grabbed my gun and walked down the street, I'm trying to find some enemies to meet. And now I'm looking, yes I mean I'm searching For a place with my guns in hand but They can't tell me What I can and cannot do And I won't hold a Cold dead hand They're laying on the ground While I smile from on top And see their laugh turn into a snarl Let me tell you what (It's a problem) No, it's not a problem to me! --- Not a Problem - Black Lips