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F#m You'd better stop dreaming of the quiet life Em cos it's the one we'll never know F#m And quit running for the runaway bus Em 'cos those rosey days are few G F#m And stop apologizing for the things you've never done A 'cos life is short and time is cruel, but it's up to us to change N.C D This town called malice. F#m Em Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard F#m Em And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts G F#m Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry A It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious N.C D In a town called malice. (Sing - Ba ba ba ba ba over first two lines of verse - F#m / Em / F#m/ Em) G F#m Struggle after struggle, year after year A The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead N.C D In a town called malice. F#m Em The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track F#m Em It's at the moment bound for nowhere, just going round and round G F#m Playground kids and creaking swings, lost laughter in the breeze A I could go on for hours and I probably will, but I'd sooner put some joy back here N.C D In this town called malice. D Yeah yeah yeah D This town called malice. D Woah Oh yeah D
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