Devlin – Community Outcast Lyrics
Lyrics
Intro
- And this one's for all the characters that have been
- forgotten at the present time...
Verse 1
- I represent for the jobless
- That have been made redundant
- That have four kids
- And don't know how to fund them.
- Ever since the wife and husband
- Both lost their jobs at the office in london
- Now they feel financially trapped
- Now are locked with rats in a dindgy old dungeon.
- Take this young father of two
- Signing on and the the government
- Says that his family are spongers.
- He's like "damn man
- We aint got a penny or a pound
- Let alone money for milk
- And nappies and trainers and jumpers
- He got taken off site cause it's cheaper
- To pay Europeans to labour in numbers
- Hows he gonna take care of his youngers
Chorus
- I represent to the people
- Let down by a nation
- And left on the streets where it's evil
- Little kids surrounded by knives and heroin needls
- I represent to the people
- Let down by a nation
- And left on the streets where it's evil
- Community outcast cold, tired and feeble
Verse 2
- I represent for the homeless,
- Let down by a nation,
- More interested in war and invasion,
- When children are sleeping at railway stations.
- No home or money,
- They wish they can phone their mummy
- To put a whole meal in their tummy,
- So at night when the temperature drops,
- I'm asking you, remember what you got,
- These kids go home to a cardboard box,
- They're the soul survivors,
- Warming their hands with a flickering flame of their lighters,
- All their life they've been frightened.
- Walk the streets with their head down,
- Knowing deep inside that they've really been let down,
- By a country that's crippled,
- And I thought mankind was supposed to be civil.
Chorus
- I represent to the people,
- Let down by a nation,
- And left in the streets where it's evil,
- Little kids surrounded by knives and heroin needles.
- I represent to the people,
- Let down by a nation,
- And left on the streets where it's evil,
- Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble.
Verse 3
- I represent single Mums,
- All alone on their own trying to put food in the mouths of her two sons,
- And the fathers gone, there's no cash flow, lack of income,
- But that's just the way it is,
- She counts fifteen needles pushing her pram on the way to the lift,
- And this is where brown said it's safe to live and raise kids.
- She finds her way out of the block,
- With two kids in a pram and a rip and a stain in her top,
- She goes to sign on just to maintain the little she's got,
- For her kids sake,
- They'll never see a decent life,
- But they can dream and they'll sleep tonight,
- They've been hung out and left to dry,
- The kids are in bed, Mums left to cry.
Chorus x1
- I represent to the people,
- Let down by a nation,
- And left in the streets where it's evil,
- Little kids surrounded by knives and heroin needles.
- I represent to the people,
- Let down by a nation,
- And left on the streets where it's evil,
- Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble.
Verse 4
- I represent for the old folk, that live alone,
- No family or kids at home,
- And all he wants is someone to speak to but nobody thinks to phone.
- Sits at home in the dark, no electric,
- Since his wife passed, he can't accept it,
- He feels isolated, neglected,
- And now his council flats infested,
- So he goes to the shop for his papers,
- With a stick and he falls in the mud,
- The people around him all pulled him up,
- But to him that's just a reminder,
- He's old and he's weak with no one to love.
- I see clouds up above,
- Another bad day in the diary,
- An old man one of many,
- Killed by society, strangled quietly
Chorus x2