Luyện nghe bài hát Community Outcast

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I represent for the
Let down by a
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 are sleeping at railway stations

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

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

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

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

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

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

But just the way it is
She counts fifteen
her pram on the way to the lift
And is where Brown said
It's safe to and raise 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 the little she's got

For her sake
They'll never seen a life
But they can dream and they'll sleep
They've been hung out and to dry
The are in bed, mums left to cry

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

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

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

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

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
bad day in the diary
An old man one of
by society, strangled quietly

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

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

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 left on the streets where it's
Community outcast, cold, and feeble