It was nothing like that in my day .... 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 only 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
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 town
We're bits of kids. We're only bits of kids It's only bits of kids today Bits of kids. We're always .... Here in my town