Rat trap – Boomtown rats

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 pulse of the corner boys sprang into action
And young Billy watched it all under the yellow street lights
And said tonight of all nights theres gonna be a fight

Billy dont like it living here in this town
(He says) the traps have been sprung long before he was born
(He says) hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors
And puss and grime ooze from its scab crusted sores
The screaming and crying in the high rise blocks
Its a rat trap Billy but youre already caught
But you can make it if you want to or you need it bad enough
Youre young and good looking and youre acting kind of tough
Anyway its Saturday night time to see whats going down
Put on the bright suit Billy, head for the right side of town
Its only 8 oclock but youre already bored
You dont know what it is but theres got to be more
Youd better find a way out, hey kick down that door
It's a rat trap and you been caught

In this town Billy says everybody tries 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 - It tells you
Walk dont walk , Walk dont walk , Talk dont talk , Talk dont talk
Walk dont walk , Walk dont walk , Talk dont talk , Talk dont 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

(sax solo)

Well little Judies trying to watch top of the pops
But mum and dad are fighting dont the heat never stop
She takes off her brother walks down to the street
Its cold on that road, but its got that home beat
Deep down in her pocket she finds 50p
Hey is that any way for a young girl to be
Im gonna get out of school work in some factory
Work all the hours god gave me get myself a little easy
Money now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now

Her minds made up, she walks down the road
Her hands in her pockets, coat buttoned against the cold
She finally finds Billy down at the Italian cafe
And when hes drunk its hard to understand what Billy says
But then he mumbles in his coffee and he suddenly roars
Its a rat trap Judy, and weve been caught

It’s a rat trap - and you been caught . . . . . . .