| Lyrics: | West End girls
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
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?
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
I've said
it all before, I'll say it all again
We're all modern men
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
And a West End town, a dead end world
The East End
boys and West End girls
Ooh 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 'till I get you home
All your stopping, stalling and starning
Who
do you think you are, Joe Stalin?
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your
hand and it's pointing at your head
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
And a West End town, a dead end world
East
End Boys, West End girls
West End girls
West End girls
(I I
I)
(Huh Huh Huh)
(I I I I)
(Huh Huh Huh-Huh-Huh-Huh)
(I-I-I-I-I-I-I- |
