Bunked off school from an early age He's going nowhere except to his grave Tattooed head won't get him a job He's got no talent except the size of his gob His dad left home when he was only 2 His mum let him roam where he wanted to She never took an interest she didn't care Now she wished she had she's in despair..in despair
[Ref:] Bunked off school all the time, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere Gave the teacher his best line, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere Goes to football Saturday, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere Throws a punch it goes the wrong way, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere
Fags at break down the end of the field It wasn't long before it was drugs that he dealt Trouble with the pigs nearly every week Soon it was more than just stealing sweets Brick through the window of the neighbour's car Down to the den with his iron bar Bunked off school from an early age He's going nowhere except to his grave
[Ref]
The moral of this had got to be Don't let your kids run wild and free! Don't ignore them when they're only 8 By the time they're 10 they'll have chosen their fate
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[Ref:] Bunked off school all the time, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere Gave the teacher his best line, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere Goes to football Saturday, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere Throws a punch it goes the wrong way, He's going nowhere..he's going nowhere
Fags at break down the end of the field It wasn't long before it was drugs that he dealt Trouble with the pigs nearly every week Soon it was more than just stealing sweets Brick through the window of the neighbour's car Down to the den with his iron bar Bunked off school from an early age He's going nowhere except to his grave
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The moral of this had got to be Don't let your kids run wild and free! Don't ignore them when they're only 8 By the time they're 10 they'll have chosen their fate
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