Dead End Street The Kinks

[Verse 1]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
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
And we don't understand

[Chorus]
(Dead end!) Why we should be on dead end street?
(Dead end!) People are living on dead end street
(Dead end!) I'm gonna die on dead end street

[Post-Chorus]
Dead end street (Yeah!)
Dead end street (Yeah!)

[Verse 2]
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