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BROKEN DOWN ANGELS

It disny seem that long ago
Toddling and having fun,
Crawling then walking along the floor 
And learning how tae run.

Potty trained and full eh life
They’d run you af yer feet,
A kiss on the cheek and I love you
Wid make ye want tae greet.

The greatest time you will ever have
Is bringing up yer ain,
You share the trials and tribulations
The laughter and the pain.

Wee schools done and high school starts
They’re growing up just braw,
Your perfect little Angels
You sit and look in awe.

The teenage year’s they’re shooting up
They run aboot the street,
Boyfriend’s girlfriend’s new pals
They start to find their feet.

Ready to leave the school now
They’re getting a wee bit older,
The life choices they start to make 
They get a wee bit bolder.

You’ve done your best you’ve set them up
You’ve taught them right from wrong,
Their home is where their heart is
They know where they belong.

It’s party time every Friday night
It starts wi a wee bit drink,
Then it carries on till Saturday
And then they start to think.

A wee bit speed will keep me gaun
I`ll make the Sunday sesh,
But you’ve made it right tae Monday
And you’re in an awfy mess.

Your smoking dope tae bring ye doon
You’ve ate nothing fir three days,
Two or three street vallies
And it’s all a dizzy haze.

Charlie ket or magic
It’s always party time,
You argue wi yer mum and da
But you tell them that you’re fine.

You’re living like a vampire
Ye sleep aw day while yer hame,
Eftir a year of knocking the backside oot it
You dinny look the same.

Yer pals have aw got jobs noo
And you’re still on the dole,
Yer buying drugs and drink noo
Wi money that ye stole.

The Charlie’s cheap the ciders rot
The vallies dae fir a bit,
I’ll try a wee bit heroin 
Tae git a better hit.

A hit so good it knocks you doon
It curses through your veins,
Your body feels like fire
And you’re dancing in the flames.

This is what paradise feels like
It`s took away any hurt or pain,
So you think aboot yer next fix
To feel the fire again.

Everything you owned you’ve sold
Year on after year,
Your parents gave up long ago
Tae get you aff the gear.

In and ooty jail fir years
Where yer habit just got worse,
Noo yer banned from your only home 
For stealing yer auld grans purse.

You’ve stolen and robbed from your family
You’ve broke your parents heart,
They tried their best to help you
But you tore their lives apart.

To see what their child has become
They’re left with an empty hole,
To see you throw your life away
To watch you lose your soul.

If it’s no bad enough you’ve destroyed yer ain life
Yev got yer 18 year old burd on the gear,
She’ll be turning tricks fir a bag eh crack
Her family fraught with fear.

Social services sniffin aboot
Tae see how the wee lassies fairin,
Her bedsits a coup and there’s nae food tae eat
And there gonny take away her wee bairn.


You dart aboot the streets by day
 Like a hungry rancid rat,
You sleep in skips and peoples huts
Just like a stinkin feral cat.

It`s methadone that keeps ye gaun
Free drugs on the NHS,
Yer teeth are black and rotten
And yer body`s just a mess.

Robbing bairns wi mobile phones
And preying on the old,
It didny seem that long ago
When your choices were all bold.

Ye go and rob the wrong yin
And they run ye aff yer feet,
Noo yer gitten a tankin
 and kicked aw er the street.

Yer hiding in the daylight
Yer feared tae show yer face,
Nae one's saw ye fir a week
Not an earthly trace.

Was it an OD or the kickin
you can take your pick,
But ye couldny even turn roond 
As ye choked on your ain sick.

Five days you lay there deed
Another junkie gone,
Your body rotten and broken
You got shovelled up at dawn.

Another life gone far too soon
There’s too many died the same,
But think about the parents
Who’ve to live with all the pain.

To watch your own wee angels suffer
Then to put them in the ground,
Feelings mixed with pain and relief
It`s really quite profound.

Your memories will never fade 
Of your wee bairns on your knee,
And a little bag of powder
That made things come to be.

So as you’re getting older 
And you want to live and grow,
If someone offers you drugs kids
Just say bloody no.
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