Gates Of The West Lyrics

Gates Of The West lyrics

(strummer/jones)

 

 I would love to be the lucky one on chill

 Avenue

 Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue

 But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night

 I'm looking back for home and i can see the lights

 

 I should be jumpin' shoutin' that i made it all this way

 From camden town station to 44th and 8th

 Not many make it this far and many say we're great

 But just like them we walk on an' we can't escape our fate

 Can't you hear the sighing

 Eastside jimmy and southside sue

 Both say they needed something new

 

 So i'm standing at the gates of the west

 I burn money at the lights of the sign

 The city casts a shadow of the perfect crime

 I'm standing at the gates of the east

 I take my pulse and the pulse of my friend

 The city casts a shadow, will i see you again?

 

 The immigrants an' remnants of all the glory  years

 Are clustered around the bar again for another round of beers

 Little richard's in the kitchen playing spoons and plates

 He's telling the waitress he's great

 

 Ah say i know somewhere back'n'forth in time

 Out on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mine

 Or in a ghetto cellar only yesterday

 There's a move into the future for the usa.

 

 I hear them crying

 Eastside jimmy and southside sue

 Both said they needed something new

 

 Standing at the gates of the west

 In the shadow again

 I'm standing at the gates of the west

 In the shadow again