Chumbawamba

The big issue
There are thoseSpend the nightUnder bridgesOver by the riverDown in the parkThrough the winterBut there's a houseThat i knowSafe and warmAnd no-one ever goes thereDown where the priestsBless the wineShe's been born into the wrong timeShe keeps nonsense on her mindShe's a poet, she's a builderShe's as bored as bored can beShe's a have-not, she's a know-allShe knows just how to say yesShe's skating frozen chaosTill the no good gods are deadBut sometimes in the dead of nightWoken by the city lightsShe wonders how she keeps alive...Letras de cancionesThis is the girl whoLost the house whichPaid to the man whoPut up the rent andThrew out the girl toFeather his own sweet homeShe's a clueless social climberLikes the wrong side of the bedShe's a pick-me-up and she's a drink-to-meIn the company of friendsShe's tried every variationShe's so common, she's so coldShe's homesick for a futureCan't stomach what she's toldOn every street in every townAll her days are up and downAt home among the lost-and-founds...This is the girl whoLost the house whichPaid to the man whoPut up the rent andThrew out the girl toFeather his own sweet homeHere's the good samaritanLooks away and carries on From Letras Mania