Towncalledmalicechordslyrics

Chords used:

         A        D    Dsus4    G/D    F#m    Em      G         C#m     Cm        Bm
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Intro: D,   D    Dsus4    D,   D,   D    Dsus4    D,   D,   D    G/D    D,   D,   D    G/G    D.

Verse 1:

          F#m                                                      Em
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life 'cos it's the one we'll never know,
F#m                                                         Em
Quit runnig for that runaway bus 'cos those rosy days are few, well.
G                              F#m
Stop apologising for things you never done.
   A                                                                                            D       ,D    Dsus4    D,   D,
Time is short, life is cruel, but it's up to us to change, a town called Malice.
D    Dsus4    D,   D,   D    Dsus4    D,   D,   D    G/D    D,   D,   D    G/G    D.

Verse 2:

F#m                                                         Em
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in a dairy yard.
F#m                                                              Em
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts.
G                                             F#m
Hanging out thier old love letters on the line to dry.
        A                                                                                                                    D
It's enough to make you stop believing, but tears come fast and furious in, a town called Malice.
D    Dsus4    D,   D,   D    Dsus4    D,   D,   D    G/D    D,   D,   D    G/G    D.

Verse 3:

F#m                        Em
Ba ba ba ba ba da ba, ba ba ba da ba, woah!
F#m                        Em
Ba ba ba ba ba da ba, ba ba ba da ba.
G                              F#m
Struggle after struggle, year after year.
    A                                                                                                            D        Dsus4    D
The atmospere's a fine blend of ice, i'm almost stone cold dead in, a town called Malice,    OO,_OO,yeah.
D    Dsus4    D,   D,    D    G/D    D,   D,   D    G/G    D.

Middle:

C#m                          Cm Bm
A whole street's belief, in    sunday's roast beef
Cm   C#m              Cm   Bm
Gets dashed against the   Co-op.
              A                                                                                                                       D
To either cut down on beer, or buy the kids new gear, it's a big decicion in, a town called Malice.
Dsus4    D                   D    Dsus4    D,     D             D      D
       Oo, ___ oo, yeah.                              Ooh____oo.

Verse 4:

F#m                                     Em
    The ghost of a steam train, echoes down track.
F#m                                                     Em
    It's at the moment bound for nowhere, just going round and round.
G                                                       F#m
    Playground kids and creaking swings,    lost laughter in the breeze.
A                                                                                                                                    D
Icould go on for hours and i probably will, but i'd sooner put some joy back in this town called Malice,
Dsus4    D    Dsus4    D             Dsus4    D    Dsus4    D
        yeah.                       Ooh,__________

Repeat to fade