East West
Words and Music by Graham Gouldman
(with lyrical alterations by Morrissey)

East, West — over the ocean
perpetual motion
travelling around
no rest, singing and playing
night out and day in
doing the rounds
what a great life this must seem

Swell joints, everything classy
nothing is tacky — only the best
lush girls — ogling and eyeing
sighing and crying
this is success
what a great life this must seem

But when I hear your voice
singing out
the bells of home
are ringing out
and I feel all alone
(and I think of my home)

Cold times, the wind through the houses
the bleakness arouses
a longing to leave
time flew — I wanted to see you
somehow I could not do
because of success
what a strange life this can be

But when I hear your voice
singing out
the bells of home
are ringing out
and I feel all alone
(and I think of my home)

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