Caught  by  the  fuzz

  Well  I  was  still  on  a  buzz

  in  the  back  of  the  van

  with  my  head  in  my  hands

  just  like  a  bad  dream

  I  was  only  15

  If  only  my  brother  could  be  here  now

  he'd  get  me  out  he'd  sort  me  out  alright

  I  knew  I  should  have  stayed  at  home  tonight

  Locked  in  the  cell  feeling  unwell

  I  talked  to  a  man

  he  said  it's  better  to  tell

  who  sold  you  the  blow

  well  it  was  no  one  I  know

  If  only  you'd  tell  us  we'd  let  you  go

  we'll  make  it  up  for  you  my  son

  so  tell  us  what  you  know

  we'll  make  you  wish  you'd  stayed  at  home  tonight

  Here  comes  my  mum  well  she

  she  knows  what  I've  done

  just  tell  them  the  true

  you  know  where  he's  from

  you've  blackened  our  name

  well  you  you  should  be  ashamed

  If  only  your  father  could  see  you  now

  he'd  breakdown  and  he'd  throw  you  out  for  sure

  I  never  should  have  let  you  out  tonight

  tonight  .  .  .  .  .  .