aka Steven Spratt  
 
 

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Down & Out music and lyrics by Steven Spratt

Beggar men live on the streets
Taking handouts from all they meet
Once they were full of hope and joy
Before the streets of London, did destroy

Hundreds, thousands bustle by
Much to busy to be annoyed
By the needy that live on the street
People that they hate to meet

Unless you’ve been there down and out
You can’t understand what it’s all about
The streets of London paved with gold
That’s what so many people have been told
They arrive full of hope and joy
But the feelings the streets soon destroy

Johnny Jay still on the dole
A cardboard box for a home
Thought the streets of London were paved with gold
Only twenty-six, but, man looks so old

Cardboard box for a home
During the day the streets he roams
Begging for handouts from those he meets
A hot cup of tea is a steaming treat

Unless you’ve been there down and out
You can’t understand what it’s all about
The streets of London paved with gold
That’s what so many people have been told
They arrive full of hope and joy
But the feelings the streets soon destroy

When you live your life as a down and out
No one hears you when you shout
Politicians pay no heed
Except for when Christmas time is near
Then the soup kitchens, they will visit
To exploit the people in it
 
Unless you’ve been there down and out
You can’t understand what it’s all about
The streets of London paved with gold
That’s what so many people have been told
They arrive full of hope and joy
But the feelings the streets soon destroy

Crazy Larry as he is known
Lives a life all alone
Nothing more than a can of beer
And the voices in his head

Only he can hear…..

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