It was nothing like that in my day, not 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 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   In my town      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 own time      We're bits of kids, we're only bits of kids   It's always bits of kids today   Bits of kids, we're always, here in my town