It's at the moment bound for nowhere just going round and round
But I'd sooner put some joy back in this town called Malice, yeah ooh
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice I'm almost stone cold dead
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk
This town called Malice
Struggle after struggle, year after year
Ooh, the ghost of a steam train echoes down my track
Stand dying in the dairy yard
Bottles to their hearts
And quit running for that runaway bus
Playground kids and creaking swings
Rows and rows of disused milk floats
I could go on for hours and I probably will
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Lost laughter in the breeze
'Cause those rosy days are few
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
In this town called Malice, yeah
In a town called Malice, yeah
Gets dashed against the cop
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
To either cut down on beer or the kids new gear
In a town called Malice, ooh yeah
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
It's a big decision in a town called Malice, ooh yeah
