Текст песни The Clash - Gates of the West
The Clash - Gates of the West слова песни
(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 nightI`m 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 we`re greatBut just like them we walk on an` we can`t escape our fateCan`t you hear the sighingEastside Jimmy and Southside SueBoth say they needed something newSo I`m standing at the gates of the westI burn money at the lights of the signThe city casts a shadow of the perfect crimeI`m 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 Richard`s in the kitchen playing spoons and platesHe`s telling the waitress he`s greatAh say i know somewhere back`n`forth in timeOut on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mineOr in a ghetto cellar only yesterdayThere`s 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 againI`m standing at the gates of the westIn the shadow again