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There was a lot of rockn' going on that night |
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Cruising time for the young bright lights |
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Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door |
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The five lamp boys were coming on strong |
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The Saturday night city beat had already started and |
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The pulse of the corner boys sprang into action |
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And young |
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Billy watched it all under the yellow street light |
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And said "tonight, of all nights, there's gonna be a fight" |
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Billy don't like it living here in this town |
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He says the traps have been sprung long before he was born |
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He says "hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors And puss and grime ooze from its scab crusted sores There's screaming and crying in the high rise blocks" |
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It's a rat trap, |
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Billy, but you're already caught |
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But you can make it if you wanna or you need it bad enough |
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You're young and good looking and you're acting kind of tough |
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Anyway, it's |
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Saturday night, time to see what's going down |
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Put on the bright suit, |
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Billy, head for the right side of town |
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It's only 8 o'clock, but you're already bored |
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You don't know what it is, but there's got to be more |
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You'd better find a way out, hey, kick down the door |
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It's a rat trap and you've been caught |
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In this town, |
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Billy says, "everybody's tryin' to tell you what to do" |
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In this town, |
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Billy says, "everybody says you gotta follow rules" |
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You walk up to the traffic lights, |
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Switch from your left to right |
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You push in that button, and that button comes alight |
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It tells you "Walk, don't walk Talk, don't talk" |
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Hey Billy take a walk...with me |
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Do you want that misery |
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Sweethearts run free |
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Little Judy's trying to watch "Top of the Pops" |
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But mum and dad are fighting don't they ever stop |
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She takes off her coat and walks out to the street |
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It's cold on that road, but it's got that home beat |
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Deep down in her pockets she finds 50p |
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Hey, is that any way for a young girl to be "I'm gonna get out of school, work in a silk factory Work all the hours God gave me, get myself a little easy money now, now, now" |
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Her mind's made up, she walks down the road |
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Her hands in her pockets, coat buttoned 'gainst the cold |
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She finally finds |
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Billy down at the |
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Italian cafe |
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And when he's drunk it's hard to understand what |
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Billy says |
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But then he mumbles in his coffee and suddenly roars "It's a rat trap Judy, and we've been caught" |