Messed up Kids

Jake Bugg

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Tonalité originale : C# Intro : / / (x2) 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 / / Lights are smashed. The streets are closed in the town Places no one really goes to hang around Give up on us long ago with no hope All you hear's 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 / / (x2) 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 Finale : / / (x2)

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La chanson évoque la vie difficile d'une jeunesse perdue, à la recherche de sens et de survie dans un environnement hostile. On y découvre des personnages comme Johnny et Jenny, qui tentent de faire face à leurs démons, chacun à sa manière. Le récit dépeint un tableau sombre de jeunes qui se retrouvent dans la rue, vendant leur temps, leur corps et leurs illusions, tout en illustrant le vide émotionnel qui les entoure. Le contexte semble être celui d'une société qui abandonne ses enfants, où le dimanche devient insignifiant, et où la beauté s’efface derrière des regards tristes et désillusionnés. L’image de ce samedi délavé révèle une réalité où l’espoir s’estompe, rendant ces jeunes invisibles, coincés entre les murs de leur propre détresse.

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