(....forever)
    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
  The 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?
  And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
  (How much do you need?)
    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
    (How much do you need?)
    In a West End town, a dead end world
  The East End boys and West End girls
  Oooh 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
  We've got no future, we've got no past
  Here today, built to last
  In every city, in every nation
  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
  A West End town, a dead end world
  East End Boys, West End girls
  West End girls
    West End girls
    West End girls
  (How far have you been?)
    Girls
  East End boys
  And West End girls
  And West End girls
  (... forever)
  And West End girls
  (How far have you been?)
    East End boys
  The West End girls
  The West End boys
  And West End girls
    The West End girls
  The West End boys
  The West End girls