blame those kids for their bad mood
You hate them for being rude
But you don't realize how they feel
They come from smelly, canceled lads
Homes full of hate, cheap booze and drugs
So don't expect them to be ideal
Let them talk, let them think
Let them smoke, let them drink
Let them ask what the fuck is going on
Let them live their own life
Let them shout, let them fight
So fuck yourself an d leave the kids alone
who can they be frustrated
they do some silly things
Head that's asleep is pissed again
His mum's a bitch, drives him insane
them kids can't be ignored
Let them talk, let them think
Let them smoke, let them drink
Let them ask what the fuck is going on
Let them live their own life,
let them shout, let them fight
So fuck yourself an d leave the kids
Let them talk, let them think
Let them smoke, let them drink
Let them ask what the fuck is going on
Let them live their own life
Let them shout, let them fight
So fuck yourself and leave the kids alone
Let them talk, let them think,
let them smoke, let them drink,
let them ask what the fuck is going on
Let them live their own life,
let them shout, let them fight,
so fuck yourself an d leave the kids alone
