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 the death
This time We'll have victory Last time Ended in defeat Our town Becomes a battleground (hey) Battleground (hey) Battleground
West end riot (riot) West end riot (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 recognize Young kid never looked so bad when he was only 4 foot high 6 o'clock running home I don't wanna be late Another saturday of sun and war Shared with our mates
This time We'll have victory Last time Ended in defeat Our town Becomes a battleground (hey) Battleground (hey) Battleground
West end riot (riot) West end riot (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
Boys will be boys playin' 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!
There's a man that was born in the west workin' at a factory There's a man from the east who now runs the whole company How they've grown on their own, not like the kids they used to be Saturdays of sun and war are just fond memories
West end riot (riot) West end riot (riot) We'll be here next saturday With our guns and our heads held high So listen up boys, you'd better not cry So listen up boys, you'd better not cry So listen up boys, you'd better not cry this timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
