Dead End Street - The Kinks

There’s a crack up in the ceiling

And the kitchen sink is leaking

Out of work and got no money

A Sunday joint of bread and honey

What are we living for?

Two-roomed apartment on the second floor

No money coming in

The rent collectors knocking, trying to get in

We are strictly second class

We don’t understand

(Deadend)

Why we should be on deadend street?

(Dead end)

People are living on deadend street

(Dead end)

Gonna die on deadend street

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

On a cold and frosty morning

Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning

And my feet are nearly frozen

Boil the tea and put some toast on

What are we living for?

Two roomed apartment on the second floor

No chance to emigrate

I’m deep in debt and now it’s much too late

We both want to work so hard

We can’t get the chance

(Dead end)

People live on deadend street

(Deadend)

People are dying on deadend street

(Deadend)

Gonna die on deadend street

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

(Deadend)

People live on deadend street

(Deadend)

People are dying on deadend street

(Deadend)

Gonna die on deadend street

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Head to my feet

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Hows it feel?

(Yeah)

Hows it feel?

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)

Deadend street

(Yeah)