Rat Trap

There was a lot of rocking going on that night
 Cruising time for the young bright lights
 Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door
 The five lamp boys were coming on strong
 The Saturday night city beat had already started
 And the, the pulse of the corner boys
 Just sprang into action and
 Young Billy watched from under the yellow street light
 And said "Tonight, of all nights
 There's gonna be a fight"
 Billy don't like it living here in this town
 He says, "Traps have been sprung long before he was born"
 He says, "Hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors
 And pus and grime ooze from its scab-crusted sores"
 There's screaming and crying in the high-rise block
 It's a rat trap Billy, but you're already caught
 But you can make it if you wanna
 Or you need it bad enough
 You're young and good looking
 And you're acting kind of tough
 Anyway, it's Saturday night
 Time to see what's going down
 Put on the bright suit, Billy
 Head for the right side of town
 It's only 8 o'clock, but you're already bored
 You don't know what it is
 But there's gotta be more
 You'd better find a way out
 Hey, kick down that door
 It's a rat trap
 And you've been caught
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 In this town, Billy says
 "Everybody's trying to tell you what to do"
 In this town, Billy says
 "Everybody says you gotta follow rules"
 You walk up to the traffic lights
 You switch from your left to your right
 You push in that button
 And the button comes alight
 It lets you
 "Walk don't walk"
 "Walk don't walk"
 "Talk don't talk"
 "Talk don't talk"
 "Walk don't walk"
 "Walk don't walk"
 "Talk don't talk"
 "Talk don't talk"
 Hey, Billy, take a walk
 Take a walk
 Take a walk
 Billy, take a walk
 Take a walk
 Take a walk
 Billy, take a walk
 Take a walk
 Take a walk
 Hey, Billy, take a walk with me
 (Take a walk that leads to me)
 (Sweet high school blues)
 Well, little Judy's trying to watch 'Top of the Pops'
 But mum and dad are fighting
 Don't they ever stop?
 She takes up her coat
 And walks down to the street
 It's cold on her road
 But it's got that home beat
 Deep down in her pocket, she finds 50p
 Hey, is that any way for a young girl to be?
 I'm gonna get out of school
 Work in some factory
 Work all the hours God gives me
 Get myself a little easy money
 Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now
 Her mind's made up
 She walks down the road
 Her hands in her pockets
 Coat buttoned against the cold
 She finally finds Billy down in the Italian Café
 But, when he's drunk
 It's hard to understand what Billy says
 But then he mumbles in his coffee
 And he suddenly roars
 "It's a rat trap, Judy
 And we've been caught"
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