Mcfly - A Town Called Malice - Текст песни

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life 
Cos it's the one we'll never know 
And quit running for that runaway bus 
Cos those rosey days are few 
And - stop apologising for the things you've never done, 
Cos time is short and life is cruel 
But it's up to us to change 
This town called Malice. Oooh yeah 

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. Oooh yeah 

Ba ba ba ba bada baa 
badaba bada ba ooh 
Ba ba ba ba bada baa 
badaba bada 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. Oooh 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. Oooh yeah 

The ghost of a steam train - echoes down my track 
It's at the moment bound for nowhere 
Just going round and round 
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. Yeaahh 

Ooh yeaahh 
Town called Malice yeaahh 
Ooh yeah 
A town called Malice yeaahh