UB40 - One In Ten (TOTP2) 1981

I am the one in ten
A number on a list
I am the one in ten
even though I don`t exist
Nobody knows me
even though I`m always there
A statistic, a reminder
of a world that doesn`t care

My arms enfold the dole queue
Malnutrition dulls my hair
My eyes are black and lifeless
with an underprivileged stare
I`m the beggar on the corner
Will no-one spare a dime?
I`m the child that never learns to read
`cause no-one spared the time
[Chorus]
I`m the murderer and the victim
The licence with the gun
I`m a sad and bruised old lady
in an alley in a slum
I`m a middle aged businessman
with chronic heart disease
I`m another teenage suicide
in a street that has no trees
[Chorus]
I`m a starving third world mother
A refugee without a home
I`m a housewife hooked on Valium
I`m a pensioner alone
I`m a cancer ridden spectre
covering the earth
I`m another hungry baby
I`m an accident of birth.

Quanto mi piacevano (e mi piacciono ancora) i primissimi UB40! Volevo postare "Food for thought" ma questa canzone è un ritratto spietato di un mondo che, evidentemente, non è molto cambiato, dal 1981 a oggi.