Paul Weller

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D#m7} You'd better stop dreaming of the quiet life
^C#m cos it's the one we'll never know
^D#m7 And quit running for that runaway bus
^C#m 'cos those rosey days are few
^E And stop apologising for ^D#m7 the things you've never done
^F# 'cos time is short and life is cruel, but it's up to us to change
x x x (knock on body of guitar)
this town called
^B malice ^E6 Yeah-eah-eah
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Verse 2:
^D#m7 Rows and rows of disused milk floats
^C#m stand dying in the dairy yard
^D#m7 And a hundred lonely housewives
^C#m clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
^E Hanging out their old love letters ^D#m7 on the line to dry
^F# It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious in a town called
^B malice, ^B Yeah-eah-eah
^B This town ca ^B lled
^B malice, ^B ooh-ooh-yeah
^B Verse 3: ^B
D#m7 Ba ba ba ba bada ba, ^C#m ba ba bada baa oh
^D#m7 Ba ba ba ba bada ba, ^C#m ba ba bada baa oh
^E Struggle after struggle, ^D#m7 year after year
^F# The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead in a town called
^B malice, ^E6 Yeah-eah-eahB
^E6B Bridge: ^{B B B
A#m} whole street's belief in ^G#m Sunday's roast beef
^A#m Gets dashed against ^G#m the Co-op
^E To either cut down on beer or the kids new gear
^F# It's a big decision in a town called malice.
^B Verse 4: ^{B B B
D#m7} The ghost of a steam train, e ^C#m choes down my track
^D#m7 It's at the moment bound for nowhere, ju ^C#m st going round and round
^E D#m7Playground kids and creaking swings, lost laughter in the breeze
^F# I could go on for hours and I probably will, I'd sooner put some joy back in
x x x (knock on body of guitar)
this town called
^B malice, ^B Yeah-eah-eahB
E6 This town called
^B malice,yeah ^B Ooh-ooh-yeah
B B x6