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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