Dead End Street
The Kinks Lyrics


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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
(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

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end 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 dead end street
(Dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street
(Dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

(Dead end!)
People live on dead end street
(Dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street
(Dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street

Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Head to my feet (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
How's it feel? (yeah)
How's it feel? (yeah)




Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

Overall Meaning

The Kinks's song Dead End Street tells the story of a couple living in a two-roomed apartment on the second floor of a dilapidated building. They have no money coming in, the kitchen sink is leaking and there's a crack in the ceiling. They are constantly being harassed by the rent collector and struggle to make ends meet. The couple dreams of a better life, but they are trapped in their dead end street.


The lyrics highlight the struggles of people living in poverty and the lack of opportunities available to them. The couple wants to work hard and make something of themselves, but they are unable to escape their situation. The song is a commentary on the class divide in society and the challenges faced by those at the bottom of the social ladder.


The chorus of the song serves as a reminder that many people are living and dying on their own "dead end streets." Despite the bleak subject matter, the song is catchy and upbeat, with a memorable melody and strong harmonies.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a crack up in the ceiling
The poor living conditions are evident by the crack on the ceiling


And the kitchen sink is leaking
The kitchen sink is also one of the many things that are broken and unaffordable to repair


Out of work and got no money
The singer is jobless and has no money to afford even the basic necessities


A Sunday joint of bread and honey
All they can afford to eat on a Sunday is a slice of bread with some honey


What are we living for?
The artist is pondering about the meaning of life in such a hopeless situation


Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
The singer and their companion live in a small two-room apartment on the much neglected second floor


No money coming in
The singer is not earning any money and is living in poverty


The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in
The rent collector is knocking on the artist's door to collect the overdue rent


We are strictly second class, we don't understand
They feel inferior and disadvantaged compared to the rest of the society


(Dead end!)
The artist is stuck in a desperate situation with no way out


Why we should be on dead end street
The singer wonders why they were destined to live in such hopelessness and despair


People are living on dead end street
There are others in the same hopeless situation as the artist


I'm gonna die on dead end street
The singer feels helpless and afraid that they may never escape their desperation


On a cold and frosty morning
The singer wakes up to a cold and frosty morning which adds to their misery


Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning
The singer tries to gather their strength despite their exhaustion


And my feet are nearly frozen
They don't have enough money to afford proper heating and clothing to keep themselves warm


Boil the tea and put some toast on
Despite their situation, they make an effort to carry on with their limited resources


No chance to emigrate
The singer can't afford to migrate to a better country with better opportunities


I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late
The singer is in a debt that they cannot get out of, and their desperation has reached a point of no return


We both want to work so hard
Despite their unemployment, the artists want to work hard to make a better life for themselves


We can't get the chance
But getting an opportunity for work remains out of reach


People are dying on dead end street
The situation is so bad that some people on the same street have succumbed to their hopelessness and died


Gonna die on dead end street
The singer is afraid they may die themselves due to the desperate and hopeless situation they're in


Head to my feet (yeah)
The artist is overwhelmed by the desperate situation and doesn't know how to fix it


How's it feel? (yeah)
The singer asks the society how it feels to be ignored and neglected by those in power




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Written by: RAYMOND DOUGLAS DAVIES

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David Chedgey


on Do It Again

Great song but also a memorable music video. Why is it unavailable?

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