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



This time

We'll have victory

Last time

Ended in defeat

Our town

Becomes a battleground (hey)

Battleground (hey)

Battleground



West end riot (riot)

West end riot (riot)

We'll be here next saturday

With our guns and our heads held high So listen up boys 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

Shared with our mates



This time

We'll have victory

Last time

Ended in defeat

Our town

Becomes a battleground (hey)

Battleground (hey)

Battleground



West end riot (riot)

West end riot (riot)

We'll be here next saturday

With our guns and our heads held high

So listen up boys

You'd better not cry this time



Boys will be boys playin' up

And making lots of noise

Never used to talk about the future

Never thought that we'd have to care so

West end riot!



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



West end riot (riot)

West end riot (riot)

We'll be here next saturday

With our guns and our heads held high

So listen up boys, you'd better not cry

So listen up boys, you'd better not cry

So listen up boys, you'd better not cry this time