Luyện nghe bài hát Community Outcast

Devlin, outcast
And this for all the characters
That have been forgotten at the present

I for the jobless
That have been redundant
have got four kids
And don't how to fund them

Ever since the wife and the
Both lost their jobs at the in London
Now they financially trapped
Now are locked the rats in a dingy old dungeon

Take this young of two
on and the government
Says that his are spongers

like, "Damn man
We got a penny or a pound"
Let money for milk
And nappies and and jumpers

He got off site 'cause it's cheaper
To pay to labor in numbers
he gonna take care of his younger's

I for the people
Let by a nation
And left in the where it's evil
kids surrounded
By knives and heroin

I for the people
Let by a nation
And on the streets where it's evil
Community outcast, cold, and feeble

I represent for the
Let down by a
interested in war and invasion
When are sleeping at railway stations

No or money
They wish they could phone their
To put a hot in their tummy
So at night when the drops
I'm asking you remember you got

These go home to a cardboard box
the soul survivors
Warming their
With their flickering flame of lighters
All their life they've frightened

On the streets with their down
Knowing down inside
That really been let down
By a that's crippled
And I thought mankind was to be civil

I for the people
Let down by a
And left in the streets it's evil
Little kids
By knives and needles

I represent for the
Let down by a
And left on the streets where it's
Community outcast, cold, and feeble

I represent single mums, all alone on own
Tying to put food in the mouths of her two
And the gone, there's no cash flow
Lack of

But that's the way it is
She fifteen needles
Pushing her on the way to the lift
And this is where said
It's to live and raise kids

She her way out of the block
two kids in a pram
And a rip and a in her top
She to sign on
to maintain the little she's got

For her kids
They'll never a decent life
But they can and they'll sleep tonight
been hung out and left to dry
The kids are in bed, mums to cry

I represent for the
Let by a nation
And left in the where it's evil
Little kids
By knives and heroin

I represent for the
Let down by a
And left on the streets where evil
outcast, cold, tired and feeble

I represent for the old folk live alone
No or kids at home
And all he wants is someone to to
But nobody to phone

at home in the dark, no electric
Since his wife passed, he can't it
He isolated, neglected
And now his flats infested

So he goes to the shop for his
With his stick and he in the mud
The people him all pulled him up
But to him that's a reminder

He's old and he's weak with no one to
I sees clouds up
Another bad day in the
An old man one of
Killed by society, strangled

I for the people
Let by a nation
And in the streets where it's evil
Little surrounded
By and heroin needles

I for the people
Let down by a
And left on the streets where evil
Community outcast, cold, and feeble

I represent for the
Let by a nation
And in the streets where it's evil
Little kids
By knives and heroin

I represent for the
Let by a nation
And on the streets where it's evil
Community outcast, cold, and feeble