1982ๅนด็บ่กจใ่ฑ1ไฝใ่จ้ฒใใใใใใทใณใฐใซใ็ฌฌ6ไฝใซใใฆๆๅพใฎใขใซใใ The Gift ๆๅใ
Town Called Malice
(Paul Weller)
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life
‘Cause it’s the one we’ll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus
‘Cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologising for the things you’ve never done
‘Cause time is short and life is cruel
But it’s up to us to change
This town called Malice
‘Cause it’s the one we’ll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus
‘Cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologising for the things you’ve never done
‘Cause time is short and life is cruel
But it’s up to us to change
This town called Malice
้ใใชๆฎใใใๅคข่ฆใใฎใชใใฆใใใๆนใใใ
ใใใชใฎ็ฅใใใใฎใชใใใฎใ ใใ
ใใใช้งใ่ฝใกใฎใในใ่ฟฝใๆฑใใใฎใใใใช
ใใฉ่ฒใฎๆฅใ ใชใใฆใใฃใใซใใใใใใใชใ
ใใใใใใฃใฆใใชใไบใ่ฌใใฎใใใใชใใ
ๆ้ใฏ็ญใไบบ็ใฏๆฎ้ ทใชใใ ใใ
ใ ใใฉใใฎๆชๆใจใใๅใฎ่กใๅคใใใฎใ
ไฟบ้ๆฌก็ฌฌใชใใ ใ
ใใใชใฎ็ฅใใใใฎใชใใใฎใ ใใ
ใใใช้งใ่ฝใกใฎใในใ่ฟฝใๆฑใใใฎใใใใช
ใใฉ่ฒใฎๆฅใ ใชใใฆใใฃใใซใใใใใใใชใ
ใใใใใใฃใฆใใชใไบใ่ฌใใฎใใใใชใใ
ๆ้ใฏ็ญใไบบ็ใฏๆฎ้ ทใชใใ ใใ
ใ ใใฉใใฎๆชๆใจใใๅใฎ่กใๅคใใใฎใ
ไฟบ้ๆฌก็ฌฌใชใใ ใ
Rows and rows of disused milk floats
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
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
ใใไฝฟใใใชใใชใฃใ็ไนณ้
้ใฎ่ปใไฝๅใ
้ ช่พฒๅ ดใฎไธญใงๆญปใใ ๆงใซไธฆใใงใใ
็พไบบใใฎๅญค็ฌใชไธปๅฉฆใ
ๆใฎใฉใใฌใฟใผใๅคใซไธฆในใฆๅใใใฆไนพใใ
่ธใซใฏ็ฉบใฎ็ไนณ็ถใๆฑใใใใใฆใใ
ไฟกใใไบใใใใใใใซใฏใใใงๅ ๅ
ๆชๆใจใใๅใฎ่กใซใใฆ
ๆถใใฉใฃใจๆตใใใฐ
้ ช่พฒๅ ดใฎไธญใงๆญปใใ ๆงใซไธฆใใงใใ
็พไบบใใฎๅญค็ฌใชไธปๅฉฆใ
ๆใฎใฉใใฌใฟใผใๅคใซไธฆในใฆๅใใใฆไนพใใ
่ธใซใฏ็ฉบใฎ็ไนณ็ถใๆฑใใใใใฆใใ
ไฟกใใไบใใใใใใใซใฏใใใงๅ ๅ
ๆชๆใจใใๅใฎ่กใซใใฆ
ๆถใใฉใฃใจๆตใใใฐ
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-la-ba, ba-ba-ba-la-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-la-ba, ba-ba-ba-la-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere’s a fine blend of ice
I’m almost stone cold dead
In a town called Malice
The atmosphere’s a fine blend of ice
I’m almost stone cold dead
In a town called Malice
ใใใใฆใใใใฆไฝๅนดใใฎ้
็ฉบๆฐใฏๆฐทใๆททใๅใใใๆง
ไฟบใใปใจใใฉ็ณใฟใใใซๅทใใๆญปใใ ๆง
ๆชๆใจๅผใฐใใ่กใฎไธญ
็ฉบๆฐใฏๆฐทใๆททใๅใใใๆง
ไฟบใใปใจใใฉ็ณใฟใใใซๅทใใๆญปใใ ๆง
ๆชๆใจๅผใฐใใ่กใฎไธญ
A whole street’s belief in Sunday’s roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kids’ new gear
It’s a big decision
In a town called Malice
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kids’ new gear
It’s a big decision
In a town called Malice
่กไธญใฎใตใณใใผใญใผในใใธใฎไฟก้ ผใ
็ๅใฎๅใซๆใก็ ใใ
ใใผใซใจๅญไพใฎๆฐใใๆใฎใฉใกใใ
ๅใ่ฉฐใใใใๅคงใใชๆฑบๆญ
ๆชๆใจๅผใฐใใ่กใงใฏ
็ๅใฎๅใซๆใก็ ใใ
ใใผใซใจๅญไพใฎๆฐใใๆใฎใฉใกใใ
ๅใ่ฉฐใใใใๅคงใใชๆฑบๆญ
ๆชๆใจๅผใฐใใ่กใงใฏ
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
In this town called Malice
In this town called Malice
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
In this town called Malice
In this town called Malice
่ธๆฐๆฉ้ข่ปใฎไบก้ใฎ้ณใไฟบใฎ่กใๆใซ้ฟใๆธกใ
ใใใฏใฉใใธๅใใใจใ็ฅใใฌๆ
ใใ ใใใใใจๅใฃใฆใใ
้ใณๅ ดใฎๅญไพใซใใใใใฉใณใณ
ใใ้ขจใซๆถใใ็ฌใ
ไฟบใชใไฝๆ้ใใใใใใใงๅคๅใใใใใใฉ
ใใใซๅใณใฎ็จฎใๆคใไปใใฆใใใ ใใ
ใใฎๆชๆใจใใๅใฎ่กใซ
ใใใฏใฉใใธๅใใใจใ็ฅใใฌๆ
ใใ ใใใใใจๅใฃใฆใใ
้ใณๅ ดใฎๅญไพใซใใใใใฉใณใณ
ใใ้ขจใซๆถใใ็ฌใ
ไฟบใชใไฝๆ้ใใใใใใใงๅคๅใใใใใใฉ
ใใใซๅใณใฎ็จฎใๆคใไปใใฆใใใ ใใ
ใใฎๆชๆใจใใๅใฎ่กใซ
ใใผใซใฆใงใฉใผใธใฎๆใ่ชใใชใใใกใใฃใฏใใฃใชๅฏพ่จณใ่ผใใฆใใตใคใใ่ฆใฆใใพใฃใฆใใฎไธใฏใฉใใชใฃใฆใใ ใจๆใฃใใใฉใใฟใฉใกใๅนณๆฐใช้กใงใพใใ้ใใใฎไธใฎไธญใ ใใใพใใทใงใฆใฌ็กใใ There’s no ginger. You can do nothing about it. ใชใใฆๆใใๆญณๆฎใใชใI bear you no malice.
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