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

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"

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it

Rat trap

You've been caught in it