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