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Devlin, outcast
And one's for all the characters
That have forgotten at the present time

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

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

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

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

He got taken off site 'cause cheaper
To pay Europeans to labor in
How's he gonna take care of his

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

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

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

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

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

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

I represent for the
Let by a nation
And left in the streets where evil
kids surrounded
By knives and needles

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

I single mums, all alone on their own
to put food in the mouths of her two sons
And the fathers gone, no cash flow
Lack of

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

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

For her sake
never seen a decent life
But can dream and they'll 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 where it's
Little surrounded
By and heroin needles

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

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

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

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 just a reminder

old and he's weak with no one to love
I sees 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 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, tired and

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

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