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TOWN CALLED MALICE (Paul Weller)

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life -
cos it's one you'll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus -
cos their rosey days are few
And - stop apologizing for the things you've never done;
Cos time is short and life is cruel -
but it's up to us to change
This town called malice.

Rows and rows of disused milk
stand dying 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.

Struggle after struggle - year after year
That atmosphere's a fine blend of ice -
I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice

A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
gets dashed against the co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice

The ghost of a steam train - echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere -
just going round and round
Playground kids and creaking swings -
lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will -
but I'd sooner put some joy back
in this town called malice.

TRANS-GLOBAL EXPRESS (Paul Weller)

Ordinary people don't get time to think
not that it's their fault
cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work
just to make sure the food gets bought
governments threaten you with recession
then they threaten you with war
how the other side wants to take away
all the things you ain't got no more
keep us divided with their greed and hate
keep you struggling to put the food on your plate.

Imagine if tomorrow the workers went on strike
not just British Leyland but the whole world
who would earn their profits?
who would make their bombs?
you'd see the hands of oppression fumble
and their systems crash to the ground
and you men in uniform will have to learn the lesson too
not to turn against your own kind
whenever governments tell you to.

Get the trans-global express moving
and see our marvellous leaders quiver
they know that if it happens
their lazy days are over
the day the working people join together
we'll all rest much more easy
the responsibility you must bear
when it's your own future in your hands
maybe a hard one to face up to
but at least you will own yourself

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