The Kinks - Dead End Street lyrics
[The Kinks - Dead End Street lyrics]
And the kitchen sink is leaking
Out of work and got no money
A Sunday joint of bread and honey
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No money coming in
The rent collector's knocking
Trying to get in
We are strictly second class
And we don't understand
(Dead end) Why we should be
On dead end street?
(Dead end) People are living
On dead end street (Dead end) I'm gonna die
On dead end street
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
On a cold and frosty morning
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning
And me feet are nearly frozen
Boil the tea and put some toast on
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No chance to emigrate
I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late
We both want to work so hard
We can't get the chance
(Dead end) People live on dead end street
(Dead end) People are dying
On dead end street (Dead end) I'm gonna die
On dead end street
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
(Dead end) People live on dead end street
(Dead end) People are dying
On dead end street (Dead end) I'm gonna die
On dead end street
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Head to my feet (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah) how's it feel? (yeah)
How's it feel? (yeah) dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)