The Jam - Town Called Malice
You'd better stop dreaming of the quiet life 'cos it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus 'cos those rosey days are few
And stop apologising for the things you've never done
'Cos time is short and life is cruel, but it's up to us to change this town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious in a town called malice (yeah)
Bah bah bah bah badda bah ....
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice; I'm almost stone cold dead in a town called malice (ooh, yeah!)
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kids new gear -- it's a big decision in a town called malice (ooh, yeah!)
Oooooh....
The ghost of a steam train echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere, just going round and round
Ahhh, playground kids and creaking swings, lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will, but I'd sooner put some joy back in this town called malice (yeah)
In this town called malice (yeah) ...
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