Jake Bugg "Messed Up Kids" paroles

Messed Up Kids

Johnny deals a bit of blow on the sideThinks that he's invincible, hates a fightJenny walks the streets alone she was fineBut she got kicked out of her home in hard times

The messed up kids are on the cornerWith no moneyThey sell their time they sell their drugsThey sell their bodyAnd everywhere I see a sea of empty pocketsBeautiful girls with eyes so dark within their socketsSo far awayIt's a washed out SaturdayThe sky all pastel shadesUnder breeze block palisades

Lights are smashedThe streets are closed in the townPlaces no one really goes to hang aroundGive up on us long ago with no hopeAll you hear's the cold wind blow and get stoned

The messed up kids are on the cornerWith no moneyThey sell their time they sell their drugsThey sell their bodyAnd everywhere I see a sea of empty pocketsBeautiful girls with eyes so dark within their socketsSo far awayIt's a washed out SaturdayThe sky all pastel shadesUnder breeze block palisades

The messed up kids are on the cornerWith no moneyThey sell their time they sell their drugsThey sell their bodyAnd everywhere I see a sea of empty pocketsBeautiful girls with eyes so dark within their socketsSo far awayIt's a washed out SaturdayThe sky all pastel shadesUnder breeze block palisades