"Town Called Malice" lyrics

Better stop dreamin' of the quiet life
'Cause it's the one we'll never know
And quit runnin' for that runaway bus
'Cause those rosy days are few, and
Stop apologising 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 dyin' in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives
Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hangin' 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

Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah
Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah, oh
Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah
Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah

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 kids' new gear
It's a big decision in a town called Malice, ooh yeah

Ooh

The ghost of a steam train echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just goin' '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 (Ooh)

In this town called Malice, yeah
In this town called Malice, ooh ooh yeah