Artista:
McFly
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Better stop dreaming of the quiet lifeCos its the one well never knowAnd quit running for that runaway busCos those rosey days are fewAnd - stop apologising for the things youve never done,Cos time is short and life is cruelBut its up to us to changeThis town called Malice. Oooh yeahRows and rows of disused milk floatsStand dying in the dairy yardAnd a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milkBottles to their heartsHanging out their old love letters on the line to dryIts enough to make you stop believing when tears comeFast and furiousIn a town called Malice. Oooh yeahBa ba ba ba bada baabadaba bada ba oohBa ba ba ba bada baabadaba bada baStruggle after struggle - year after yearThe atmospheres a fine blend of iceIm almost stone cold deadIn a town called Malice. Oooh yeahA whole streets belief in Sundays roast beefGets dashed against the Co-opTo either cut down on beer or the kids new gearIts a big decision in a town called Malice. Oooh yeahThe ghost of a steam train - echoes down my trackIts at the moment bound for nowhereJust going round and roundPlayground kids and creaking swingsLost laughter in the breezeI could go on for hours and I probably willBut Id sooner put some joy backIn this town called Malice. YeaahhOoh yeaahhTown called Malice yeaahhOoh yeahA town called Malice yeaahh
