The Jam ? Town Called MaliceD
            F#m

Better stop dreaming of a quiet life,

                         Em

?Cause it?s the one we?ll never know

        F#m

And quit running for that runaway bus

                       Em

`Cause those rosy days are few

         G

And stop apologizing,

             F#m

For the things you?vre never done

                A

?CausetTime is short and life is cruel

But it?s up to us to change

                              D

This town called Malice

F#m

Rows and rows of disused milk

                      Em

Floats stand dying in the dairy yard

             F#m

And a hundred lonely housewifes

                      Em

Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts

    G

Hanging out their old love letters

F#m

On the lines to dry

           A

It?s enough to make you stop believing

When tears come fast and furious

                                 D

In this town called Malice

F#m  Em

F#m  Em

G

Struggle after struggle

F#m

Year after year

              A

The atmosphere?s a fine blend of ice

I?m almost stone cold dead
                                 D

In this town called Malice

     C#

A whole street?s belief

       Bm

in Sunday?s roast beef

          C#m                         Bm

Gets dashed against the Co-Op

                A

To either cut down on beer

Or the kid?s new gear
                                                                D

It?s a big descicion in this town called Malice

Oh, yeah

F#m

The ghost of a steam train

 Em

Echoes down my track

F#m

It?s at the moment bound for nowhere

Em

Just going round and round

       G

Playground kids and creaking swings

F#m

Lost laughter in the breeze

            A

I could go on for hours and I propably will

But I?d sooner put some joy back in

                              D

This town called Malice

This town called Malice

This town called Mailce
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