Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's a 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, West End girls
In a West End town, a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
West End girls
West End girls
Yeah
Too many shadows, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what, I said how much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
Which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
(How much do you need?)
Yeah, but how much do you need?
In a West End town and a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
In a West End town and a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
West End girls
Yeah
West End girls
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Let's all celebrate
Oh, yeah
(How much do you need?)
Yeah, but how much do you need?
In a West End town and a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
In a West End town and a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
West End girls
You 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
Yeah
Been in a West End town and a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
In a West End town and a dead-end world
The East End boys, West End girls
West End girls
West End boys
West End girls
Yeah
West End boys
West End girls
Yeah, West End boys
Yeah
West End girls
Girls
Girls
Girls
Yeah
WRITERS
Neil Tennant, Christopher Lowe
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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