west end riot
Singer:living end, the
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
we'll be here next saturday
with our guns and our heads held high
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
we'll be here next saturday
with our guns and our heads held high
you'd better not cry this time
boys will be boys playin' up
never used to talk about the future
never thought that we'd have to care so
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
we'll be here next saturday
with our guns and our heads held high
you'd better not cry this time