Johnny deals a bit of blow on the side
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Thinks that he's invincible, hates a fight
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Jenny walks the streets alone she was fine
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But she got kicked out of her home in hard times
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The messed up kids are on the corner
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With no money
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They sell their time they sell their drugs
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They sell their body
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And everywhere I see a sea of empty pockets
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Beautiful girls with eyes so dark within their sockets
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So far away
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It's a washed out Saturday
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The sky all pastel shades
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Under breeze block palisades
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Lights are smashed
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The streets are closed in the town
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Places no one really goes to hang around
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Give up on us long ago with no hope
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All you hear's the cold wind blow and get stoned
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The messed up kids are on the corner
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With no money
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They sell their time they sell their drugs
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They sell their body
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And everywhere I see a sea of empty pockets
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Beautiful girls with eyes so dark within their sockets
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So far away
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It's a washed out Saturday
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The sky all pastel shades
|
Under breeze block palisades
|
|
The messed up kids are on the corner
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With no money
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They sell their time they sell their drugs
|
They sell their body
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And everywhere I see a sea of empty pockets
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Beautiful girls with eyes so dark within their sockets
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So far away
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It's a washed out Saturday
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The sky all pastel shades
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Under breeze block palisades
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Messed Up Kids
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| Jake Bugg |
