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Some information about West End Riot Lyrics Title: Living EndThe - West End Riot lyrics Artist: Living EndThe Album: The Living End Visitors: 6 visitors have visited West End Riot Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. 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 their death This time we ll have victory Last time ended in a defeat Our town becomes a battleground West End Riot We ll be here next Saturday With our guns and our heads held high So listen up boysyou d better not cry this time See a bum on the street that you think you recognise Young kid never looked so badwhen he was only 4ft high Six o clock runnin home I don t wanna be late Another Saturday of sun and war shared with our mates Boys will be boys playing 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 who was born in the West workin at a factory There s a man from the East who know 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 Hottest songs from Living EndThe : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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