Luyện nghe bài hát Community Outcast

Devlin, outcast
And this one's for all the
That have been at the present time

I represent for the
That have been made
That got four kids
And know how to fund them

Ever since the and the husband
Both lost their at the office in London
Now feel financially trapped
Now are locked with the in a dingy old dungeon

Take young father of two
on and the government
Says his family are spongers

like, "Damn man
We ain't got a or a pound"
Let money for milk
And nappies and trainers and

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

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

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

I for the homeless
Let down by a
More interested in war and
When children are sleeping at stations

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

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

On the streets their head down
Knowing deep down
That they've really let down
By a country crippled
And I thought mankind was to be civil

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

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

I represent single mums, all on their own
to put food in the mouths of her two sons
And the fathers gone, there's no cash
of income

But just the way it is
She counts fifteen
Pushing her on the way to the lift
And this is Brown said
It's safe to live and raise

She finds her way out of the
two kids in a pram
And a rip and a in her top
She goes to on
Just to maintain the little got

For her kids
They'll seen a decent life
But they can dream and sleep tonight
They've hung out and left to dry
The kids are in bed, left to cry

I represent for the
Let by a nation
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 it's evil
outcast, cold, tired and feeble

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

at home in the dark, no electric
Since his passed, he can't accept it
He feels isolated,
And now his council flats

So he to the shop for his papers
his stick and he falls in the mud
The around him all pulled him up
But to him that's just a

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

I for the people
Let down by a
And left in the streets where evil
Little surrounded
By knives and needles

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

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

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