Homeless In The Thousands (Dublin In The Digital Age) [feat. Peter Doherty]

Homeless in the thousands

Worsens everyday

This the state the Dublin

In the digital age

They were homeless in the dozens

When I was a kid

They say that things were bad then

But this is off grid

Is it cause my father

Went and lost his way

When he lost his wages

Out of Dublin bay?

Is it cause my Mammy

Had me out of wedlock?

Born in to a laundry

Never did catch up..

Is it cause my landlord

Can’t even look at me?

So high up on the ladder

They can’t see the streets

I'm begging cause I'm hungry

I'm strung out cause I'm cold

I just want to lie down

And be left alone

No, it's cause like, I calls it Gods apples or Gods fish type cause those times

Ye know, it was a smaller, smaller type population

You could go get your own fish and apples

Not like needing money an idea and that

I was laughing about it with my sister, man well she's not my sister cause she's Asian

Well, I know you can have an Asian sister but it's cause we were both put in the same foster care

Same foster family, was saying right that even though we've been in care

We've both got kids who's in care

No-one really cared like

Like that bloke from the BBC, he was saying like, I should trust him

I said, I don't need to trust you to talk to you about being homeless

Because ye know, no-one trusted me and I never really trusted anyone, ye know

But I was laughing about it with my sister who's not really my sister

Yeah?

Is that?

Some say change is coming

I say change has come

No one carries change in

Their pockets anymore

You might spare a moment

Share some poor souls pain

Meet them in the eyes at least

If you can't spare change

All our heroes would be reeling

And rolling in their graves

If they saw the state of

O'Connell street today

Homeless in the thousands

Worsens by the day

Thiss the state of Dublin

In the digital age

As the rich get richer are they free?

They just as lost as you and me?

There’s a thousand cranes along the quays

Keep building up, pushing down on me

I was born into the Liberties

Got no clean clothes and nowhere to sleep

But I’m rich in soul and history

Least I’m home in this poverty

They are building a hospital it seems

5 star rooms but no room for me

I was born into the Liberties

I’ve been 16 years sleeping on these streets