Standard (EADGBE)
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 it 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 blocks
It's a rat trap, Billy, but you're already caught
And you can make it if you want to 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 a bright suit, Billy, head for the right side of town
It's only eight o'clock, but you're already bored
You don't know what it is, but there's got to be more
You'd better find a way out, hey, kick down that door
It's a rat trap, and you've been caught
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 that button comes alight and it's
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
BILLY! , take a walk with meee!
Solo
C and D are played over this
Well little Judy's tryin' to watch Top Of The Pops, but
Mum an' Dad had told her that she'd never stop
She takes of her collar walks down to the street
It's cold on the road but it's got that home beat
Deep down in her pocket she finds 50p
Hey is that anyway for a young girl to be
I gonna get out of school work in a cell factory
Oh with the hours god gave me
Give myself a little easy movin' an na na na na na na na na na na.
Her minds made up she walks down the road
Her hands in her pockets coat buttoned against the cold
She finally finds Billy down the Italian café
When he's drunk it's hard to understand what Billy Says
But the he mumbles in his coffee then suddenly roars
IT'S A RAT TRAP JUDY, AND WE'VE BEEN CAUGHT!
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