Better stop dreaming of a quiet life,
EmīCause itīs the one weīll never know
F#mAnd quit running for that runaway bus
`Cause those rosy days are few
GAnd stop apologizing,
F#mFor the things youīvre never done
īCausetTime is short and life is cruel
But itīs up to us to change
This town called Malice
F#mRows and rows of disused milk
EmFloats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewifes
EmClutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
GHanging out their old love letters
On the lines to dry
AItīs enough to make you stop believing
When tears come fast and furious
DIn this town called Malice
F#m EmF#m EmStruggle after struggle
F#mYear after year
AThe atmosphereīs a fine blend of ice
Iīm almost stone cold dead
DIn this town called Malice
A whole streetīs belief
Bmin Sundayīs roast beef
C#m BmGets dashed against the Co-Op
To either cut down on beer
Or the kidīs new gear
Itīs a big descicion in this town called Malice
Oh, yeah
The ghost of a steam train
EmEchoes down my track
F#mItīs at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round
GPlayground kids and creaking swings
F#mLost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I propably will
But Iīd sooner put some joy back in
This town called Malice
This town called Malice
This town called Mailce
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