Dead End Street Lyrics

There's a crack up in the ceiling 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, don't wanna die on dead end street
Dead end street, yeah Dead end street, yeah Dead end street, yeah Head to my feet, yeah
On a cold and frosty morning Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning And my 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 But we can't get the chance
Dead end, people are living on dead end street Dead end, people are dying on dead end street Dead end, I'm gonna die on dead end street
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/dead-end-street-lyrics-ray-davies.html ] Dead end street, yeah Dead end street, yeah Dead end street, yeah Head to my feet, yeah
We are strictly second class And we don't understand
Dead end, why we should be on dead end street Dead end, people are dying on dead end street Dead end, 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 Dead end street, yeah
How do you feel? I feel okay Are you sure? Absolutely
Where'd you live? Glasgow Nice working with you The pleasure's all mine Cheers, no problem
Dead end street, yeah Dead end street, yeah Dead end street, yeah Head to my feet, yeah