Baker Glare - Gates Of The West lyrics

I would love to be the lucky one on Chill Avenue Who could keep your heart warm when ice has turned it blue But beggin' sleeping losers as they turn in for the night I'm lookin' 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 on to 44th and 8th Not many make it this far, many say we're great But just like them we walk on, we can't escape our fate Can't you hear the sighin' Eastside Jimmy and Southside Sue Both say they needed somethin' 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 and remnants of all the glory years Are clustered 'round the bar again for another round of beers Little Richard's in the kitchen playin' spoons and plates He's tellin' the waitress he's great Ah say I know somewhere back 'n' forth in time Out on the dust bowls, 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 cryin' Eastside Jimmy and Southside Sue Both said they needed something new (Chorus) Standing at the Gates of the West In the shadow again I'm standing at the Gates of the West In the shadow again I'm standing at the Gates of the West In the shadow again In the shadow again