Town Called Malice taby ukulele według The Jam

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F#m
Stop dreaming of a quiet life,

                Em
´Cause it´s the one we´ll never know

    F#m
And quit running for that runaway bus

             Em
`Cause those rosy days are few

    G
And stop apologizing,

F#m
For the things you´ve never done

       A
´Cause time is short and life is cruel

But it´s up to us to change

                 D
This town called Malice


F#m
Rows and rows of disused milk

              Em
Floats stand dying in the dairy yard

      F#m
And a hundred lonely housewifes

             Em
Clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts

G
Hanging out their old love letters

F#m
On the lines to dry

     A
It´s enough to make you stop believing

When tears come fast and furious

                                 D

In this town called Malice

F#m  Em

F#m  Em

G

Struggle after struggle

F#m

Year after year

     A
The atmosphere´s a fine blend of ice

I´m almost stone cold dead
                    D
In this town called Malice

 Db
A whole street´s belief

   Bm
in Sunday´s roast beef

     Dbm                Bm
Gets dashed against the Co-Op

          A
To either cut down on beer

Or the kid´s new gear
                                                D
It´s a big descicion in this town called Malice

Oh, yeah

F#m
The ghost of a steam train

 Em
Echoes down my track

            F#m
It´s at the moment bound for nowhere

Em
Just going round and round

G
Playground kids and creaking swings

F#m
Lost laughter in the breeze

            A
I could go on for hours and I propably will

But I´d sooner put some joy back in

                              D

This town called Malice

This town called Malice

This town called Mailce