Through the Net

Through the Net
(Tilbrook/Large)

The Judge looked tired he’d heard enough
The police had found her sleeping rough
Wanted for a previous assault
For which she’d not turned up in court
She sat there slouched and pale
His only option to refuse bail
She’s only young but you wouldn’t bet
Against her slipping through the net

Fee fi fo fum when the morning comes it comes and
You can’t hide and you can’t run
Cause it’s another day

He never went outside alone
As he was always chaperoned
From party bags to public school
He slowly learnt to bend the rules
His teenage hormones couldn’t take
His parents stifling embrace
A better background you won’t get
But he’s still slipping through the net

Fee fi fo fum when the morning comes it comes and
You can’t hide nor can you run
Cause it’s another day

Her parents were acquainted, yes
With the social services
They loved their kids and couldn’t see
They lived their lives chaotically
The youngest girl has surged ahead
She loves to read and fill her head
You just watch her one day I’ll bet
She’ll slip the right way through the net

Fee fi fo fum when the morning comes it comes and
You can’t hide nor can you run
Or look the other way
Nature, nurture, may bless or curse you
Give you love or inflict hurt
Captain Pugwash, Captain Kirk
Sensible or just plain berserk
Here comes another day

Glenn Tilbrook & The Fluffers - Pandemonium Ensues

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