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Tower blocks we lived in all come tumbling down Moved out to another slum in another part of town Playing football in the street and pissing in the lift Who really ever thought it would come to this East ham high street market on a Saturday Stuffing things in coats, making out getaway Back round Charlie's house to see just what we'd got In school Monday morning we'd just flog the lot Blame the teachers, blame the school Blame the parents, come on blame one and all Blame the coppers, blame the drugs Blame the system, but don't blame us Games of chicken in the kitchen with a carving knife Eight stitches in my hand, I think I got off light You're girlfriend's there in tears your mate's made another pass when's he gonna learn he only has to ask Blame the teachers, blame the school Blame the parents, come on blame one and all Blame the coppers, blame the drugs Blame the system, but don't blame us Schoolteachers sing you won't come to anything SongtexteThere's no future in playing these dives But looking back today we won't have another way Because we had the times off our lives Out of school, out off work and out of cigarettes We'll all have some breakfast if he wins the bet All the posing & posturing never made much sense Little boys, little man, little innocence Blame the teachers, blame the school Blame the parents, come on blame one and all Blame the coppers, blame the drugs Blame the system, but don't blame us [2x] Aus Songtexte Mania