Where i live it’s messed up
Where you live it’s messed
Too many people are stressed up
They’re stressed up and stuff
It’s not funny
Your not respected when living on
The streets begging for money
Listen to me sonny
You could be like that
Someday, today tomorrow any day soon
Stop treating people like they’re from the moon
Yer tinkin’ like a goon, we’re all human
Me man see man, I’m fuming
Raging, i was taught every day we’re ageing
But we’re still stuck in the crazy days
Where it’s your problem you have nowhere to live
But what if you had to live on the streets?
Scabbin’ for money so you can find something to eat
Imagine if nobody gave you a penny, what would you do with
People ignored ya, treated ya inhuman
For most of us, it’s imaginate
But while most of us are imagining it
It’s happening
Every hour, every day every season
Human beings are sleeping in the streets freezing
Flesh and blood just like you
Just like me
Just like everybody, wake up from the fantasy to the reality
How many times have passed a begging citizen
They’re asking for help but you just want to get rid of them
You’re sick of them but what should be sick of
Is the little government men cos they’ve got us suffering
They treat the people like animals, its wicked
You buy from the rent so you’re inflicting
But on the streets, you had to eat
And you’re getting weaker, weaker what’s up with little Conchita
Is talking cheap, cheap chit chat
Trying to hold us back they call us riff-raff
But i’m not with that so keep that trap shut
They never had it rough they don’t worry about people on the streets
Families living in tents they decorate their house with air vents
And put a carpet on their bathroom floors with their mahogany doors
You forget the poor
You see them starving on the telly
You say “god help them”
While you’re stuffing yer big belly
Where tonight when you’re wrapped up in your duvet
There’s people sleeping in cardboard boxes hanging on what you say
You claim all that you are spending is going to society mending
But we know you’re pretending
Cos its been like this years, how can it go away
When you’re spending your money on bringing your family on holidays
But you don’t worry because you never lose
Abusing things that aren’t yours to abuse
And you don’t realize in a year or two
The people on the streets could be me or you
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