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