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Holloways

Genres: Rock

Nothing For The Kids Lyrics - Holloways

I'm gonna pack up my troubles in my old kit-bag 

I'm gonna run a mile from here 

The ASBO generation make this a terror nation 

Full of loathing and fear 

 

All the bleary-eyed boys getting high on the low street 

While the girls lift clothes down the high street and they say 

"Yeah I know, I know it's wrong but I can't be bothered to pay 

I got the money but I need it for my dealer today" 

 

And her friends are all the same 

And they know it's not right 

But they were promised more from this life 

 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

 

Sean has an ASBO, he's only fourteen 

He's tired and he's bored with the local police 

"They're pricks," he says, "I didn't get a second chance 

They didn't ask why I did it" 

 

The pigs pinned sean for puttin' up his hood 

While pedophiles claimed his neck in the woods 

He's got no safety numbers when his ASBO won't allow him 

To be hanging out in gangs, what is he to do? 

 

He's been kicked out of school 

What a way to fix a fool 

we are failing our youth 

Parents and governors can you handle the truth? 

 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do 

 

Who's to blame? The mainstream media? 

Our rulers and idols get greedier and seedier 

They're an embarrassment, they should be shamed 

For misguiding our youth, they're the ones to blame 

 

Sit back and watch the evil grow 

From the youth club ruins where the kids used to go 

Take all that's left of suburbia, dying on their feet 

While the premiership players get a hundred grand a week 

 

The kids love them anyway 

It don't make sense 

When you'll have a go at me 

For the sake of fifty pence 

 

And why attack the fire brigade? 

You lured them in a trap with a fire you made 

You shower them with rocks 'cause there's nothing to do 

Why should they care when the flames come licking at you 

 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do today 

I said, there's nothing for the kids to do today 

There's nothing for the kids to do 

 

But I say 

There's plenty for the kids to do today 

There's plenty for the kids to do today 

There's so much for the kids to do today 

Are you remember?