segunda-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2010

I could go on for hours

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 never done
Time is short and life is cruel
but it's up to us to change this town called malice.

Rows and rows of disused milkers that will die 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, yeah
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 yeahA whole streets belief in
Sunday's roast beefGets dashed against the Co-OpTo either cut down on beer or the kids new gearIt's a big decision in a town called maliceOoh yeahGhost of a steam train echoes down my trackIts at the moment bound for nowhere just going round and round,OhhPlayground kids and creaking swings, lost laughter in the breezeI could go on for hours and I probably will but,I'd sooner put some joy back in this town called malice.Yeah

TOWN CALLED MALICE LyricsArtist(Band):The Jam
http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/TOWN-CALLED-MALICE-lyrics-The-Jam/70B9244AFE079DA2482569760026B3A2

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