Luyện nghe bài hát Community Outcast

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

These kids go to a cardboard box
the soul survivors
Warming their
With their flickering of their lighters
All their life been frightened

On the streets with head down
Knowing deep down
That they've really been let
By a that's crippled
And I thought was supposed to be civil

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

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

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

But that's the way it is
She counts needles
her pram on the way to the lift
And this is where Brown
It's safe to live and kids

She her way out of the block
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 they'll sleep
They've been out and left to dry
The are in bed, mums left to cry

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

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

I represent for the old folk that live
No or kids at home
And all he wants is to speak to
But thinks to phone

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

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

He's old and weak with no one to love
I clouds up above
bad day in the diary
An old man one of
Killed by society, quietly

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

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

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

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