Sometimes you’re better off deadThere’s a gun in your hand and it’s pointing to your head.You think you’re madthat you’re unstable.Kicking in chairs and knocking down tablesIn a restaurant in a West End town.Call the policethere’s a mad man aroundRunning down underground to a dive bear 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 -The East End boys and West End girls -West End girls – West End girls.Too many shadowswhispering voicesFaces on posterstoo many choices.If – when – why – whathow much have you got?Have you got itdo you get it? If sohow often?Which did you choosethe hard or soft option?Which did you choose which did you choose.In a West End town …You got a heart of glassOr a heart of stoneHeart of glass or heart of stoneHeart of glass or heart of stoneIn a West End Town …You got a heart of glass or a heart of stoneJust you wait ’till get you home.I’ve got no futurewe’ve got no pastHere todaybuilt to lastin every city and every nationFrom Lake Geneva to the Finland station.How far have you beenHow much have you seenIn a West End town …In a West End Town in a dead end worldwest End girls