West End Girls

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 mad man around

Running down, under the ground

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, in a dead end world

The East End boys and West End girls

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?

Which do you choose

A hard or soft option?

(How much do you need?)

In a West End town, in a dead end world

The East End boys and West End girls

In a West End town, in a dead end world

The East End boys and West End girls

West End girls

West End girls

You got a heart of glass or a heart of stone?

Just you wait till I take you home

We've got no future

We've got no past

Here today, built to last

In every city and every station

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

In a West End town, in a dead end world

The East End boys and West End girls

West End girls

West End girls

West End girls