Seventeen Going Under

I remember the sickness was forever
 I remember snuff videos
 Cold Septembers
 The distances we covered
 The fist fights on the beach
 The Bizzies round us up
 Do it all again next week
 An embryonic love
 The first time that it scarred
 Embarrass yourself for someone
 Crying like a child
 And the boy who kicked Tom's head in
 Still bugs me now
 That's the thing, it lingers
 And claws you when you're down
 I was far too scared to hit him
 But I would hit him in a heartbeat now
 That's the thing with anger
 It begs to stick around
 So it can fleece you of your beauty
 And leave you spent with nowt to offer
 Makes you hurt the ones who love you
 You hurt them like they're nothing (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 You hurt them like they're nothing (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 You hurt them like they're nothing (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 See, I spent my teens enraged
 Spiralling in silence
 And I armed myself with a grin
 'Cause I was always the fuckin' joker
 Buried in their humour
 Amongst the white noise and boys' boys
 Locker room talkin' lads' lads
 Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags
 A mirrored picture of my old man
 Oh God, the kid's a dab hand
 Canny chanter, but he looks sad
 God, the kid looks so sad
 And God, the kid looks so sad
 She said the debt, the debt, the debt
 So I thought about shifting gear
 And how she wept and wept and wept
 Luck came and died round here
 I see my mother
 DWP see a number
 She cries on the floor encumbered
 I'm 17 going under
 I'm 17 going under (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 I'm 17 going under (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 I'm 17 going under (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 I'm 17 going under (oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)
 Oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-ooh-oh, oh