There's a kid who was born and was raised in the west   There's a kid from the east that 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 their death      This time we'll have victory   Last time ended in defeat   Our town becomes a battleground   Battleground, battleground      West end riot, West end 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 runnin' 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   Battleground, battleground      West end riot, West end riot   We'll be here next Saturday   With our guns and our heads held high   So listen up boys, you'd better not cry      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, West end 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