Chumbawamba - The Big Issue lyrics
rate meThere are those, spend the night under bridges
Over by the river, down in the park through the winter
But there´s a house that I know, safe and warm
And no-one ever goes there down where the priests bless the wine
She´s been born into a wrong time she keeps nonsense on her mind
She´s a poet, she´s a builder, she´s as bored as bored can be
She´s a have-not, she´s a know-all, she knows just how to say yes
She´s skating frozen chaos ‘till the no-good gods are dead
But sometimes in the “Dead Of Knight,†woken by the city lights
She wonders how she keeps alive...
This is the girl who lost the house
Which paid to the man who put up the rent sign
And threw out the girl to feather his own sweet home
She´s a clueless social climber likes the wrong side of the bed
She´s a pick-me-up and she´s a drink-to-me in the company of friends
She´s tried every variation, she´s so common, she´s so cold
She´s homesick for a future can´t stomach what she´s told
On every street in every town, all her days are up and down
At home among the lost-and-founds...
This is the girl who lost the house
Which paid to the man who put up the rent sign
And threw out the girl to feather his own sweet home
Here´s the good Samaritan, looks away and carries on
Looks away and carries on
This is the girl who lost the house
Which paid to the man who put up the rent sign
And threw out the girl to feather his own sweet home
This is the girl who lost the house
Which paid to the man who put up the rent sign
And threw out the girl to feather his own sweet home
This is the girl who lost the house
(There are those, spend the night under bridges)
Which paid to the man who put up the rent sign
(Over by the river, down in the park through the winter)
And threw out the girl to feather his own sweet home
This is the girl who lost the house
(But there´s a house that I know, safe and warm)
Which paid to the man who put up the rent sign
(And no-one ever goes there down where the priests bless the wine)
And threw out the girl to feather his own sweet home
Thank you for every tree and flower, thank you for every sky of blue
Thank you I should be every hour, truly thanking you
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(Hi, only the lucky night two children would sail the night and come servant clean. And I only know which is which ‘cause one of them, everyone is down to Israel.)