Community Outcast Lyrics - Bud Sweat & Beers - Devlin

Devlin, community outcast 

And this one's for all the characters 

That have been forgotten at the present time 

I represent for the jobless 

That have been made redundant 

That have got four kids 

And don't know how to fund them 

Ever since the wife and the husband 

Both lost their jobs at the office in London 

Now they feel financially trapped 

Now are locked with the rats in a dingy old dungeon 

Take this young father of two 

Signing on and the government 

Says that his family are spongers 

He's like, "Damn man 

We ain't got a penny or a pound" 

Let alone money for milk 

And nappies and trainers and jumpers 

He got taken off site 'cause it's cheaper 

To pay Europeans to labor in numbers 

How's he gonna take care of his younger's 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left in the streets where it's evil 

Little kids surrounded 

By knives and heroin needles 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left on the streets where it's evil 

Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble 

I represent for the homeless 

Let down by a nation 

More interested in war and invasion 

When children are sleeping at railway stations 

No home or money 

They wish they could phone their mummy 

To put a hot meal in their tummy 

So at night when the temperature drops 

I'm asking you remember what you got 

These kids go home to a cardboard box 

They're the soul survivors 

Warming their hands 

With their flickering flame of their lighters 

All their life they've been frightened 

On the streets with their head down 

Knowing deep down inside 

That they've really been let down 

By a country that's crippled 

And I thought mankind was supposed to be civil 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left in the streets where it's evil 

Little kids surrounded 

By knives and heroin needles 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left on the streets where it's evil 

Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble 

I represent single mums, all alone on their own 

Tying to put food in the mouths of her two sons 

And the fathers gone, there's no cash flow 

Lack of income 

But that's just the way it is 

She counts fifteen needles 

Pushing her pram on the way to the lift 

And this is where Brown said 

It's safe to live and raise kids 

She finds her way out of the block 

With two kids in a pram 

And a rip and a stain in her top 

She goes to sign on 

Just to maintain the little she's got 

For her kids sake 

They'll never seen a decent life 

But they can dream and they'll sleep tonight 

They've been hung out and left to dry 

The kids are in bed, mums left to cry 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left in the streets where it's evil 

Little kids surrounded 

By knives and heroin needles 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left on the streets where it's evil 

Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble 

I represent for the old folk that live alone 

No family or kids at home 

And all he wants is someone to speak to 

But nobody thinks to phone 

Sits at home in the dark, no electric 

Since his wife passed, he can't accept it 

He feels isolated, neglected 

And now his council flats infested 

So he goes to the shop for his papers 

With his stick and he falls in the mud 

The people around him all pulled him up 

But to him that's just a reminder 

He's old and he's weak with no one to love 

I sees clouds up above 

Another bad day in the diary 

An old man one of many 

Killed by society, strangled quietly 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left in the streets where it's evil 

Little kids surrounded 

By knives and heroin needles 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left on the streets where it's evil 

Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left in the streets where it's evil 

Little kids surrounded 

By knives and heroin needles 

I represent for the people 

Let down by a nation 

And left on the streets where it's evil 

Community outcast, cold, tired and feeble