Gates Of The West Lyrics
| Song | Gates Of The West |
| Artist | The Clash |
| Album | Clash On Broadway |
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| (strummer/jones) | |
| I would love to be the lucky one on chill | |
| Avenue | |
| Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue | |
| But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night | |
| I'm looking back for home and i can see the lights | |
| I should be jumpin' shoutin' that i made it all this way | |
| From camden town station to 44th and 8th | |
| Not many make it this far and many say we're great | |
| But just like them we walk on an' we can't escape our fate | |
| Can't you hear the sighing | |
| Eastside jimmy and southside sue | |
| Both say they needed something new | |
| So i'm standing at the gates of the west | |
| I burn money at the lights of the sign | |
| The city casts a shadow of the perfect crime | |
| I'm standing at the gates of the east | |
| I take my pulse and the pulse of my friend | |
| The city casts a shadow, will i see you again? | |
| The immigrants an' remnants of all the glory years | |
| Are clustered around the bar again for another round of beers | |
| Little richard's in the kitchen playing spoons and plates | |
| He's telling the waitress he's great | |
| Ah say i know somewhere back'n'forth in time | |
| Out on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mine | |
| Or in a ghetto cellar only yesterday | |
| There's a move into the future for the usa. | |
| I hear them crying | |
| Eastside jimmy and southside sue | |
| Both said they needed something new | |
| Standing at the gates of the west | |
| In the shadow again | |
| I'm standing at the gates of the west | |
| In the shadow again |
| strummer jones | |
| I would love to be the lucky one on chill | |
| Avenue | |
| Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue | |
| But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night | |
| I' m looking back for home and i can see the lights | |
| I should be jumpin' shoutin' that i made it all this way | |
| From camden town station to 44th and 8th | |
| Not many make it this far and many say we' re great | |
| But just like them we walk on an' we can' t escape our fate | |
| Can' t you hear the sighing | |
| Eastside jimmy and southside sue | |
| Both say they needed something new | |
| So i' m standing at the gates of the west | |
| I burn money at the lights of the sign | |
| The city casts a shadow of the perfect crime | |
| I' m standing at the gates of the east | |
| I take my pulse and the pulse of my friend | |
| The city casts a shadow, will i see you again? | |
| The immigrants an' remnants of all the glory years | |
| Are clustered around the bar again for another round of beers | |
| Little richard' s in the kitchen playing spoons and plates | |
| He' s telling the waitress he' s great | |
| Ah say i know somewhere back' n' forth in time | |
| Out on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mine | |
| Or in a ghetto cellar only yesterday | |
| There' s a move into the future for the usa. | |
| I hear them crying | |
| Eastside jimmy and southside sue | |
| Both said they needed something new | |
| Standing at the gates of the west | |
| In the shadow again | |
| I' m standing at the gates of the west | |
| In the shadow again |
| strummer jones | |
| I would love to be the lucky one on chill | |
| Avenue | |
| Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue | |
| But with the beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night | |
| I' m looking back for home and i can see the lights | |
| I should be jumpin' shoutin' that i made it all this way | |
| From camden town station to 44th and 8th | |
| Not many make it this far and many say we' re great | |
| But just like them we walk on an' we can' t escape our fate | |
| Can' t you hear the sighing | |
| Eastside jimmy and southside sue | |
| Both say they needed something new | |
| So i' m standing at the gates of the west | |
| I burn money at the lights of the sign | |
| The city casts a shadow of the perfect crime | |
| I' m standing at the gates of the east | |
| I take my pulse and the pulse of my friend | |
| The city casts a shadow, will i see you again? | |
| The immigrants an' remnants of all the glory years | |
| Are clustered around the bar again for another round of beers | |
| Little richard' s in the kitchen playing spoons and plates | |
| He' s telling the waitress he' s great | |
| Ah say i know somewhere back' n' forth in time | |
| Out on the dustbowls, deep in the roulette mine | |
| Or in a ghetto cellar only yesterday | |
| There' s a move into the future for the usa. | |
| I hear them crying | |
| Eastside jimmy and southside sue | |
| Both said they needed something new | |
| Standing at the gates of the west | |
| In the shadow again | |
| I' m standing at the gates of the west | |
| In the shadow again |
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