Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Town Called Malice, artist - The Jam.
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Town Called Malice |
Better stop dreaming of the 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 apologizing 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 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 |
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba |
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba |
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba |
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba |
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, ooh 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 kid's new gear |
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah |
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track |
It's at the moment bound for nowhere |
Just going round and round, oh |
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 |
In this town called malice, yeah |
In this town called malice, ooh yeah |