Clash - Gates Of The West Lyrics
(strummer/jones)I would love to be the lucky one on chillAvenueWho could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blueBut with the beggin sleeping losers as they turn in for the nightIm looking back for home and I can see the lightsI should be jumpin shoutin that I made it all this wayFrom camden town station to 44th and 8thNot many make it this far and many say were greatBut just like them we walk on an we cant escape our fateCant you hear the sighingEastside jimmy and southside sueBoth say they needed something newSo Im standing at the gates of the westI burn money at the lights of the signThe city casts a shadow of the perfect crimeIm standing at the gates of the eastI take my pulse and the pulse of my friendThe city casts a shadow, will I see you again?The immigrants an remnants of all the glory yearsAre clustered around the bar again for another round of beersLittle richards in the kitchen playing spoons and platesHes telling the waitress hes greatAh say I know somewhere backnforth in timeOut on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mineOr in a ghetto cellar only yesterdayTheres a move into the future for the usa.I hear them cryingEastside jimmy and southside sueBoth said they needed something newStanding at the gates of the westIn the shadow againIm standing at the gates of the westIn the shadow again
