Karaoké Town Called Malice The Jam

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 hey

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

Rows and rows of disused milk floats stands 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, hey ha

Pah pah pah pah pah lah pah pah pah pah lah pah oh

Pah pah pah pah pah lah pah pah pah pah lah pah

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 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

In a town called Malice yeah ha, ooh ooh ooh ooh

In this town called Malice, yeah

In town called Malice ooh yeah