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Devlin, community
And this for all the characters
That have forgotten at the present time

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

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

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 nappies and and jumpers

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

I represent for the
Let by a nation
And left in the streets where it's
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

I for the homeless
Let by a nation
More in war and invasion
When children are at railway stations

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

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

On the with their head down
deep down inside
That they've really let down
By a country that's
And I mankind was supposed to be civil

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

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

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

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

She finds her way out of the
With two kids in a
And a rip and a in her top
She to sign on
Just to maintain the she's got

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

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

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

I represent for the old that live 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 wife passed, he accept it
He isolated, neglected
And now his council infested

So he goes to the for his papers
With his stick and he in the mud
The people him all pulled him up
But to him just a reminder

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

I represent for the
Let by a nation
And left in the where it's evil
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, tired and

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

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