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
Run him down underground to a dive bar
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
Too many shadows whispering voices
Faces on posters too many choices
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
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
Oooh West End town a dead end world
East End boys West End Girls