Dub Pistols - West End Story lyrics

(Akala, Dub Pistols) Oh West End Story Yo! Yo! What is the cost of freedom, and who pays it? Is the world not one big slave ship? Where some still whipped and stripped naked Or your freedom is written in your pay slip First world rank but so called the third world fight is still right in front of our eyes Where most of humanity Lives in abject poverty active by design Is that not insanity? Even here in Britain it ain't so great the living So the kids will stick the kid from all the city politicians keep b**hin' As if it's not their mates that Are making the weapons That are doing all the k**ing No we ain't saying a thing We're too busy blinging But who pays the cheque With the tune that we are singing And some say I preach fine Other say I teach But my rhymes I do leave I speak from my mind! You gotta know this ain't no west end story And the youth don't mind if it should get a little gory 'Cause all they want to know is What you do you have for me ? Don't you know, don't you know ? This ain't no west end story! It's real life, listen! Yo! Yo! I'm as lost as you, as confused and abused So, please don't put me on any kind of pedestals An egotistical arrogant dickhead When I'm ready I'm working on it But I don't think It's getting any better There is love in my heart And I'm trying to spread it out Still fighting notcto punch the sarcastic in the mouth I ain't got a clue what's beyond the grave I do know we behave in strangest ways Where murder and rape is how we get paid But we love our kids and we got to look them in the face So we tell ourselves whatever we think Will justify our habits But no... we can't go in living inside this palace Surrounded by the squallor, we worshiping the dollar' And characterised brutalised as the robber Where the robber is honoured And kids are cannon fodder .. There is no flag that's large enough to wrap around the horror Robber is honoured The kids are cannon fodder ….. And there is no flag that's large enough to wrap around the horror Where the robber is honoured .. The kids are cannon fodder….. There is no flag that's large enough to wrap around and cover You gotta know this ain't no west end story And thecyouth don't mind if it should get a little gory 'Cause all they want to know is What you do you have for me ? Don't you know, don't you know ? This ain't no west end story! It's real life, listen! (No, no, yeh, yeh No west end story No, no, yeh, yeh Can you see now? Can you see? Yeh, yeh, yeh)