Better stop dreaming of the quiet life cos
it's the one we'll never know and quit running for
that run-away bus cos those rosy days are few
and stop apologizing for the things you've
never done cos life is short and time is cruel, bu
it's up to us to change this town called malice.
And a hundred lonely housewifes xlutch empty milk
Bottles to their hearts. Hanging out their old love
Letters on the line to dry. It'enough to make you
stop believe when tears come fast and furious in a
town called malice. A whole street's belief in
Sunday's roast beef. It's dashed against the co-op
It's a big decision or the kid's new gear.
It's a big Decision in a town called malice