Dead End Street - Remixed Version

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 collector's knocking trying to get in
We are strictly second class
We don't understand
Why we should live in dead end street
We should live in dead end street
People are dying in dead end street
Dead end street
Get to my feet
Dead end street
Dead end street
On a cold and frosty morning
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning
And my feet are nearly frozen
I boil some tea and put the toast on
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No chance to emigrate
We're deep in debt and now it's much too late
We both want to work so hard but we can't get a chance
We are going to die on dead end street
We are going to die on dead end street
People are dying on dead end the street
Dead end street get to my feet
Dead end street
Dead end street
On a cold and frosty morning
I wipe my eyes and stop me yawning
And my feet are nearly frozen
I boil some tea and put the toast on
We know we're living for
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No money coming in
The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in
We both want to work so hard but we can't get a chance
We're gonna die on dead end street
People are dying on dead end street
We're you gonna die on dead end street
Dead end street get to my feet
Dead end street yeah get to my feet