SOME KIDS Lyrics

I would love a hand-made carpet, but I need to know how it`s been made

Whose fingers tied the knots, how much they`ve been paid

Some kids grow up the hard way, some kids grow up too soon

Some kids don`t have a childhood, some kids have got no room to move

Looking down at my new trainers, I wonder who spread the glue

Whose nostrils breathe the fumes, whose lungs are turning blue

Some kids grow up the hard way, some kids grow up too soon

Some kids don`t have a childhood, some kids have got no room to move

I lay on the beach, looking out to sea, Charles Dickens goes by on a surfboard

And is looking at me

I should feel wonderful, so how come, I feel so uncomfortable, under the sun

When I put on my clothes, I wonder who sewed the seams

Who was it who threaded the needles, whose eyes have got no dreams

Some kids grow up the hard way, some kids grow up too soon

Some kids don`t have a childhood, some kids have got no room

Some kids grow up the hard way, some kids don`t go to school

Some kids get no education. some kids are just tools