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