Town Called Malice

Better stop dreaming of a quiet life,

cause it´s the one we´ll never know

And quit running for that runaway bus

`Cause those rosy days are few

And stop apologising for the things you've never done

´Cause 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 housewifes

Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts

Hanging out their old love letters

On the lines to dry

It´s enough to make you stop believing

When tears come fast and furious

In this town called Malice yeah

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Struggle after struggle Year after year

The atmosphere´s a fine blend of ice I´m almost stone cold dead

In this town called Malice yeah

Gets dashed against the Co-Op

To either cut down on beer Or the kid´s new gear

It´s a big decision in this town called Malice Oh, yeah

The ghost of a steam train Echoes down my track

It´s at the moment bound for nowhere

Just going round and round

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 ooh yeah

This town called Malice oooh yea

This town called Mailce ooh yea