Luyện nghe bài hát Community Outcast

Devlin, community
And this one's for all the
That have been forgotten at the time

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

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

this young father of two
Signing on and the
that his family are spongers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On the streets with their head
Knowing down inside
That they've been let down
By a country that's
And I thought mankind was supposed to be

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

I for the people
Let by a nation
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 of her two sons
And the gone, there's no cash flow
Lack of

But just the way it is
She fifteen needles
Pushing her pram on the way to the
And is where Brown said
It's safe to and raise kids

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

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

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

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

I represent for the old folk live alone
No family or at home
And all he is someone to speak to
But nobody thinks to

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

So he goes to the shop for his
his stick and he falls in the mud
The around him all pulled him up
But to him just a reminder

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

I represent for the
Let down by a
And left in the streets where 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, and feeble

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

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