Jam - Town Called Malice lyrics

Album: The Gift (1982)

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life -
cos it is the one we will never know
And quit running for that runaway bus -
cos those rosey days are few
And - stop apologising for the things you have never done,
Cos time is short & life´s cruel -
but it is up to us to change
This town called malice.
Rows & 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 is enough to make you stop believing when tears come
fast & furious
In a town called malice.

Struggle after struggle - yeahr after yeahr
The atmosphere is a fine blend of ice -
I am almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice.

A whole street´s belief in Sunday is roast beef
gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kids new gear
It is a big decision in a town called malice.

The ghost of a steam train - echoes down my track
It is at the moment bound for nowhere -
just going round & round
Playground kids & creaking swings -
lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours & I probably will -
but I would sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice.

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