Seventeen

There's nothing on the cards, seventeen
Your future's knackered
Before it's even happened
It's written in the stars, seventeen
Venus, Mars
Jupiter and Saturn
Stay in bed, seventeen
The captain hasn't picked you for the team
You're not cute like before
Nobody wants you any more
You're a NEET, sonny Jim
An abbreviated acronym
In the book of modern slang
Of Generation Boomerang
I saw it on the news, seventeen
From inside a cupboard
Scientists discovered
How you were born to lose, seventeen
A gymslip mother
Waving to her brother
Who was just twenty-one
Standing in the desert with a gun
He won't see twenty-two
Well, what are you supposed to do
You'll lose everything, seventeen
Your looks and your figure
You'll be uglier and bigger
Your Jonas Brothers ring, seventeen
Sold downriver
To the highest bidder
Who'll be fat, forty-five
Bald and barely still alive
With the right pounds and pence
To buy the symbol of your innocence
Do you believe in stars, seventeen
God's will and kismet
Fortune and destiny
Or are Jupiter and Mars, seventeen
Just huge balls of plasma
Only held together by gravity