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?
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 'til I get you home
All your stopping, stalling and starting
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-...)
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?
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 'til I get you home
All your stopping, stalling and starting
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-...)
Sometimes you re better off dead There s gun in your hand and it s pointing at your head You think you re ...
ES IST EINE S NDE IT S A SIN Wenn ich auf mein Leben zur ckschaue Dann sch me ich mich jedes Mal Ich war imme...
You need more You need more You need more You need more You need more You need more You need more You need more...
IMMER IN MEINEN GEDANKEN ALWAYS ON MY MIND Vielleicht habe ich Dich nicht ganz so gut behandelt wie ic...
Maybe I didn t treat you quite as good as I should Maybe I didn t love you quite as often as I could Li...
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New York City Junge Du wirst nie einen langweiligen Tag verbringen Denn du bist ein Ne...
Together We will go our way Together We will leave some day Together Your hand in my hand Together We will make ...
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