Bits of kids

It was nothing like that in my day, not here in my town

We didn't get things all our way till we were full-grown

Now they go into pubs, and you're gonna get mugged in my town

So you read about it every day, in the headlines

How they take and take and drive away, sex and late nights

And it's gotta be wrong, because they're so young


They're only bits of kids, they're only bits of kids

It's always bits of kids today


She makes the breakfast, one of eight, all in one room

Each uncle's call keeps them up late, yes, in this town

And he won't go home. 'cos he'll just be alone till night time
They're bits of kids, they're only bits of kids

It's always bits of kids today


Broken cities, 'n' broken homes, bits of kids who don't grow whole

Broken cities, 'n' broken hearts, bits of people who fall apart

In my town


And it seems there's nothing anyway, not here in this town

Everything is only yesterday, and on the way down

And we're gonna be wrong, so we gotta be strong

In our own time


We're bits of kids, we're only bits of kids

It's always bits of kids today

Bits of kids, we're always, here in my town