Town Called Malice by The Jam

 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 yeah yeah

Bah bah bah bah bah dah bah, bah bah bah dah bah, woo

Bah bah bah bah bah dah bah, bah bah bah dah 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, oo oo 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, oo oo 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, yeah yeah yeah
Town called malice, yeah yeah yeah