Forever Sometimes you're better off dead There's a 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 Ooh, West End town, a dead-end world East End boys, West End girls West End girls You got a heart of glass or a heart of stone Just you wait till 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

Sometimes you're better off dead There's a 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? 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 In a West End town, a dead-end world The East End boys and West End girls Ooh, West End town, a dead-end world East End boys, West End girls West End girls, West End girls You can find a place, that no one knows Where money talks and streets are gold Someone stands on every door And if they speak, they break the law Ask a question, blank faces Read the news and turn the pages Watch them play a different game And no one knows your name No one knows your name West End girls, West End girls You got a heart of glass or a heart of stone? Just you wait 'till 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 In a West End town, a dead-end world The East End boys and West End girls Ooh, West End town, a dead-end world East End Boys, West End girls West End girls And no one knows your name No one knows your name, no one knows your name No one knows your name, no one knows your name No one knows your name, no one knows your name No one knows your name, no one knows your name No one knows your name, no one knows your name No one knows your name, no one knows your name No one knows your name

Watching a stretch of road Miles of light explode Drifting off a thing I'd never done before Watching a crowd roll in Out go the lights it begins A feeling in my bones I've never felt before, mmh People always told me That bars are dark and lonely And talk is often cheap and filled with air Sure, sometimes they thrill me But nothing could ever chill me Like the way they make the time just disappear Feeling you here again Hot on my skin again Feeling good a thing I've never known before What does it mean to feel Millions of dreams come real? A feeling in my soul I'd never felt before, mmh And you, you always told me No matter how long it holds me If it falls apart Or makes us millionaires We'll be right here forever Go through this thing together And on heaven's golden shore We'll lay our heads

Sittin' here with me and mine All wrapped up in a bottle of wine Little we can do, we gonna see it through somehow So, now are you ready to go, my lady? I been waitin' on the boat here, I been waitin' so long Bang! Bang! Goes the night All wrapped up in the firelight Don't, "Rock bottom" just listen, just slow down So, now are you ready to go, my lady? I been waitin' on the boat here, I been waitin' so long "Can he see me? Does he feel me? Does he know me at all?" "Does it shiver? Always deliver? Does it know me at all?" So, now are you ready to go, Mahgeetah? I been waitin' on the boat here, I been waitin' so long Mahgeetah Mahgeetah Mahgeetah Mahgeetah Mahgeetah Mahgeetah

Should I close my eyes and prophesize Hoping maybe someday come? Should I wet the ground with my old tears Crying over what's been done? Should I lift the dirt and plant the seed Even though I've never grown? Should I wet the ground with the sweat from my brow And believe in my good work? My good work, my good work, my good work. Hey there, I'm flying up above Looking down, on the tired earth But I can see I can see potential Speaking through you Speaking to you From all of heavens possibility Power, hey do you know how it work? Hey do you know that the meek They shall inherit the earth But you should work You should work Yeah for yourself and the family Should I hit the water or stay on dry land Even though I never swam? Take machete into the brush Though at first there is no plan Taste the warpaint on my tongue As it's dripping with my sweat Place my gaze in the futures path Seeing things that ain't come yet Hope to watch the victory dance After the days work is done Hope to watch the victory dance In the evening's setting sun Hope to watch the victory dance Over many lives to come Hope to watch the victory dance In the evening's setting sun Setting sun, setting sun, setting sun! Hope to dance the victory dance After the days work is done Hope to dance the victory dance In the evenings setting sun Hope to dance the victory dance Over many lives to come Hope to dance the victory dance In the evenings setting sun Setting sun!

I'm getting tired of your shit, you don't ever buy me a thing See every time you come around, you gotta bring Jim, James, Paul, and Tyrone See, why can't we be by ourselves sometimes? I've been having this on my mind for a long time I just want it to be you and me like it used to be, baby But you don't know how to act. As a matter fact, I think you better call Tyrone Tell him come on, help you get your shit Yea you better call Tyrone But you can't use my phone So every time we go somewhere, I gotta reach down in my purse To pay your way and your homeboy's way, and sometimes your cousin's way They don't ever have to pay Don't have no cars, hang around in bars Try to hang around with stars like Badu I will tell you the truth You better show them proof Call Tyrone Tell him come on, help you get your shit. Oh, call Tyrone But you can't use my phone.

I wont ask you where you're goin. I wont ask you where you been. I know after a million times you get sick of all my lines, But I just wanna see you safe again. Hopefully it occurs to me that there's one thing I cant stand. That's the thought of a single day, without your head in my hand. I know that just now I aint been showin, The kind of love you know that I can. So gimmie a little time and you'll be knowin your good lovin Baby is back on top again. I always hoped you'd be showin, And now you've shown as much as you can. But after each time im still glowin With a good lovin smile that's yours until the end.