Don't Give Your Kid A Phone

He's a very little boy And he's sitting all alone He's sitting in the corner And he's playing on his phone As the children play without him His life he will not win And soon enough he'll find That he'll be shouting over din The fools begin to cluster United by one place And yet somehow they never seem To see each other's face The boy he feels united In this community But still the dangers of his way This young boy fails to see He's a very grumpy teen And he's sitting all alone He's sitting in the corner Playing on his new console He ain't got no time for work No time for practices He ain't got no time for friends Cos he needs to do his challenges He's sitting in the dark Looking at the 4K screen While his parents sitting downstairs Watching shit on the TV He's gotta do his mining He's gotta do his killing And yet he doesn't realise The things that he is missing Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone He's a very lonely man And he's sitting all alone He's sitting in the corner And he's cursing his damn phone He takes a minute to look back At all the things he's seen But all he can remember Is the motherfucking screen Many like to say It was his parents fault And they were irresponsible For giving him a phone Others they might say He was in full control To them you ask, I must say Ermmm, no Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone Don't give your kid a phone