เนื้อเพลง The Big Issue - Chumbawamba

There are those
Spend the night under bridges
Over by the river
Down in the park through the winter

But thereดs a house that I know
Safe and warm
And no-one ever goes there
(Down where the priests bless the wine...)

Sheดs been born into the wrong time
She keeps nonsense on her mind
Sheดs a poet, sheดs a builder
Sheดs as bored as bored can be
Sheดs a have-not, sheดs a know-all
She knows just how to say yes
Sheดs skating frozen chaos
Till the no-good gods are dead

But sometimes in the dead of night
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

Sheดs a clueless social climber
Likes the wrong side of the bed
Sheดs a pick-me-up and sheดs a drink-to-me
In the company of friends
Sheดs tried every variation
Sheดs co common, sheดs so cold
Sheดs homesick for a future
Canดt stomach what sheดs 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

Hereดs the good samaritan
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

Thank you for every tree and flower
Thank you for every sky of blue
Thank you I should be every hour
Truely thanking you