Devlin ‘Community Outcast’- “I represent for the homeless, Let down by a nation, More interested in war in this nation, When children are sleeping at railway stations. No home or money, They wish they could call their mummy to put a hot meal in their tummy, So at night when the temperature drops, I'm asking you to remember what you got, These kids go home to a cardboard box, They're the soul survivors, Warming their hands with a flick and a flame in their lighters, All their life they've been frightened. On the streets with their head down, Knowing deep 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. Yea 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