6. The Kids are Skum

they’re only 4-foot high but they’re vicious in numbers/they’re breeding in the midlands and they’re rife in london/tagging is crap/why can’t they leave us alone?/they had the right idea in the streets of janeiro/i’m sure they never read/they’re never gonna heed/smoking’s more important than the knowledge of a seed/call them back from the pestilence of crime/if they really think they’re cool then they’re never gonna shine/the kids of today/they’re never gonna pay/reality’s thick in the depth of london’s soul/don’t you dare reach your hand into the hole/how you gonna stop your little moron from crying?/anything with sugar in and then he’s just fine/do you really think they’ll pay for the mess that we’ve made?/they don’t want to learn all the games that we play/how you gonna teach them when they’re made of solid shit?/they’re never gonna know what it is to be fit/saturated land but the poor just keep on bearing/political rift and my heart continues tearing/hoping that the children start to talk and stop swearing/got an ice age coming and the people stop caring