(....forever)

Sometimes you're better off dead

There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables

In a restaurant in a West End town
Call the police, there's a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar

In a West End town

In a West End town, a dead end world

The East End boys and West End girls
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls

West End girls

Too many shadows, whispering voices

Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?

Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
(How much do you need?)


In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls

In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
West End girls

West End girls

(How much do you need?)


In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls

Oooh West End town, a dead end world
East End boys, West End Girls
West End girls


You've got a heart of glass or a heart of stone
Just you wait 'til I get you home

We've got no future, we've got no past
Here today, built to last
In every city, in every nation

From Lake Geneva to the Finland station
(How far have you been?)


In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
A West End town, a dead end world

East End Boys, West End girls
West End girls


West End girls

West End girls

(How far have you been?)

Girls

East End boys
And West End girls
And West End girls

(... forever)
And West End girls
(How far have you been?)


East End boys
The West End girls

The West End boys
And West End girls


The West End girls
The West End boys
The West End girls