F#m  
You'd better stop dreaming of the quiet life   
                 Em  
cos it's the one we'll never know  
       F#m  
And quit running for the runaway bus 
                Em 
'cos those rosey days are few  
       G                                F#m      
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done  
       A  
'cos life is short and time is cruel, but it's up to us to change   
N.C                   D  
This town called malice.   

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

N.C                  D  
In a town called malice. 

   
(Sing - Ba ba ba ba ba over first two lines of verse - F#m / Em / F#m/ Em)  
G                               F#m  
Struggle after struggle, year after year  
A  
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead  
N.C                  D  
In a town called malice.   

      F#m                            Em  
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my 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  
I could go on for hours and I probably will, but I'd sooner put some joy back here  

N.C                           D  
In this town called malice.  
D  
Yeah yeah yeah  
D  
This town called malice.  
D  
Woah Oh yeah  
D