They add to the litter on the streets
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The problems mounting day by day.
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You can tell by the way they lounge around.
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They couldn't give a damn what "Joe" has to say
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Still they beg for shelter, cry for a home
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Then settle for a doorway, where they can drink alone
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Dismissed by Society, treated like an enemy
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They wonder why people scream "Go away"!
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Socially Condemned Undesirable Misfits
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They line the city streets in rags
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In search for citizens to bleed
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Preying on the kindest hearts
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There's always someone who'll help a fool in need
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Pleading for a little cash to save them from the cold
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Promising never again, but you've heard it all before
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Try to avoid them like the plague
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Sick of the constant "Take Take Take!"
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or is it just a form of snobbery to say - SCUM!
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It takes all sorts to make the world go round.
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Somehow Mr Average doesn't understand.
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That some people choose, - some people lose
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and become the ones that nobody wants - SCUM!
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In good old London town you know they're always to be found
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"Try your best to bring us down but like a family we are proud"
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Where there lie benefits, that's where they'll always stand around.
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"In our raggy Uniforms, We'll always stand our ground".
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It doesn't matter what people say
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on the pavements they take pride of place
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What can the law say except "Come on now Move away!"
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So when it comes to poverty. Ignorance is the best policy
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Their home is the streets they roam, leave them alone.
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S.C.U.M Socially Condemned Undesirable Misfits
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