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WEST END RIOT
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There's a kid who was born and was raised in the west
There's 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 we'll have victory
Last time ended in a defeat
Our town becomes a battleground
Chorus
West end riot
We'll be here next saturday
With our guns and our heads held high
So listen up boys, you'd 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 o'clock runnin' home i don't wanna be late
Another saturday of sun and war shared with our mates
Boys will be boys playing up and making lots of noise
Never used to talk about the future
Never thought that we'd have to care
So west end riot!!!
Repeat chorus
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
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There's a kid who was born and was raised in the west There's 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 we'll have victory Last time ended in a defeat Our town becomes a battleground Chorus West end riot We'll be here next saturday With our guns and our heads held high So listen up boys, you'd 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 o'clock runnin' home i don't wanna be late Another saturday of sun and war shared with our mates Boys will be boys playing up and making lots of noise Never used to talk about the future Never thought that we'd have to care So west end riot!!! Repeat chorus 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
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