Living End West End Riot (live In Houston) Lyrics

West End Riot (live In Houston) Lyrics

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 time