Nine Thousand Souls

Nine thousand souls on the streets in London, yeh
You can find every walk of life there
Nine thousand souls are barely existing
Every shape and colour, every mother and brother

It's a breakdown, it's a heartache
It's a repossession of your home day
It's a heartbreak, it's a suicide on a bad day
Life on the street babe

Seven hundred twenty-six souls
Dying on the streets, they'll never get old
Nine times more likely to take their own life
Dying on the streets under the big city lights

It's a breakdown, it's a heartache
It's a repossession of your home day
It's a heartbreak, it's a suicide on a bad day
Life on the street babe

Hey mister politician, stop your talking
You must listen to the sounds of desperation, it's an urgent situation
Stop and look you corporate leaders, look outside your glassed headquarters
in your heart you know you aught to, it could be your sons and daughters
Nine thousand souls

Ooooh nine thousand souls
Nine thousand souls

It's a breakdown, it's a heartache
It's a repossession of your home day
It's a heartbreak, it's a suicide on a bad day
Life on the street babe

Life on the streets babe
Life on the streets babe
Life on the streets babe
Life on the streets babe
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh
Nine thousand souls yeh



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Burke
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