Текст (слова) песни: Living End - West End Riot

Theres a kid who was born and was raised in the West
Theres a kid from the East who never really fit in with the rest
Every week they would meet in the street with their friends
With the guns that they made and the caps that they stole they would fight to their death

This time well have victory
Last time ended in a defeat
Our town becomes a battleground

West End Riot
Well be here next Saturday
With our guns and our heads held high
So listen up boys, youd better not cry this time

See a bum on the street that you think you recognise
Young kid never looked so bad, when he was only 4ft high
Six oclock runnin home I dont wanna be late
Another Saturday of sun and war shared with our mates

This time well have victory
Last time ended in a defeat
Our town becomes a battleground

West End Riot
Well be here next Saturday
With our guns and our heads held high
So listen up boys, youd better not cry this time

Boys will be boys playing up and making lots of noise
Never used to talk about the future
Never thought that wed have to care
So WEST END RIOT!!!

Theres a man who was born in the West workin at a factory
Theres a man from the East who know runs the whole company
How theyve grown on their own not like the kids they used to be
Saturdays of sun and war are just fond memories

West End Riot
West End Riot
Well be here next Saturday
With our guns and our heads held high
So listen up boys, youd better not cry
listen up boys, youd better not cry
So listen up boys, youd better not cry this time
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All Torn Down
Bloody Mary
End Of The World
Fly Away
Growing Up (Falling Down)
Have They Forgotten
Hold Up
I Want A Day
In The End
Jimmy
Maitland Street
Monday
One Said To The Other
Prisoner Of Society
Putting You Down
Rising Up From The Ashes
Save The Day
Second Solution
Short Notice
Sleep On It
So What
Tabloid Magazine
The Room
Trapped
West End Riot
What Would You Do