Town called malice    (video)    (intro)

 

    C ~ ~ C ~ ~

 

               Em

1. Better stop dreaming of the quiet life,

                       Dm

    cos it's the one we'll never know.

            Em

    And quit running for that runaway bus,

                     Dm

    cos those rosy days are few.

               F                                  Em

    And stop apologising for the things you've never done,

           G

    cos time is short and life is cruel,

               G7                                                       C       ~ ~

    but it's up to us to change this town called malice.

 

     Em

2. Rows and rows of disused milk floats,

              Dm

    stand dying in the dairy yard,

              Em

    and a hundred lonely housewives clutch

               Dm

    empty milk bottles to their hearts.

      F                                                - Em

    Hanging out their old love letters            on the line to dry,

              G

    it's enough to make you stop believing when tears come,

                   G7                                  C                 ~ ~

    fast and furious in a town called malice, yeah.

 

     Em               - Dm - Em - Dm

3.  Ba ba ba ba ....

 

F                                       - Em

    Struggle after struggle,           year after year,

            G             

    the atmosphere's a fine blend of ice,

           G7                                                             C                           ~

    I'm almost stone cold dead in a town called malice, ooh, yeah.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

         Bm                            Am

    A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef,

             Bm                       Am

    gets dashed against the Co-op,

                    G

    to either cut down on beer or the kids new gear,

             G7                                           C         ~ ~ C ~ ~

    it's a big decision in a town called malice.

 

     Em                                             Dm

4.         The ghost of a steam train echoes down my track,

Em

    it's at the moment bound for nowhere,

    Dm

    just going round and round.

       F

    Playground kids and creaking swings,

Em

    lost laughter in the breeze.

                G

    I could go on for hours and I probably will,

                 G7                                                                   C         ~ ~

    but I'd sooner put some joy back in this town called malice.

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    Town called malice.

 

(orig. = capo 2nd)    (The Jam)