Ray Davies - Dead End Street lyrics

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(ft. Amy MacDonald)

There’s a crack up in the ceiling

And the kitchen ..the..

Other work ain’t got no money

I song to join the bread and honey.

What are we livin’ for?

Two room department on the second floor

No money coming in, and red collectors are try to get in.

We are straight the second class

And the door on the stairs (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, dead end street

Dead end street, head to my feet.

All my ...frost morning

Wipe my eyes and stop me onion

And my feet are nearly frozen

.. and put some toast on.

What are we livin’ for?

Two room department on the second floor

No chance to emigrate

And different..now it’s much too late.

We both want to work so hard but we can’t

Can’t be changed.

Chorus:

(Dead end) people are living on dead end street

(Dead end)don’t wanna die on dead end street

Dead end, people are dyin on dead end street

Dead end, I’m gonna die on dead end street

Dead end street, dead end street

Dead end street head to my feet.

Uhhh uhhh

We are ..second .. and we’re .. on the ..

[Chorus:]

Dead end street, dead end street

Dead end street, dead end street

How do you feel?

I feel Ok

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

Where do you live?

...nice working with you

The pleasure is all mine.

Tschus!

No problem.

Dead end street, dead end street

Dead end street head to my feet.

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Thanks to garbo