They're locked up in empty rooms, prisoners inside a shell . Prisoners within corner blocks, they're locked up in a cell . The beggars cry with empty guts, but no one hears that sound . Busker's breaking the silence singing in the underground . Everyone is lonely without friends to relate to. Someone is dying, someone is crying, maybe it's you . London's lonely people , the hungry homeless breed . Indeed. London's lonely people passing by, don't take any heed . London is such a lonely place, some people just pass through . Prisoners in their empty rooms with hearts broken in two . By Paul McCann

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