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 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 the 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
But 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 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 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 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,
Switch from your left to right
You push in that button, and that button comes alight
It tells 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
Little Judy's trying to watch top of the pops
But mum and dad are fighting don't they ever stop,
She takes off her coat and walks down to the street
It's cold on that road, but it's got that home beat
Deep down in her pockets she finds 50p
Now 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 gave me get myself a little easy money
Now, now, now na na
Her mind's made up, she walks down the road
Her hands in her pockets, coat buttoned 'gainst the cold
She finally finds Billy down at the Italian cafe
And when he's drunk it's hard to understand what Billy says
But then he mumbles in his coffee and suddenly roars
It's a rat trap Judy and we've been caught
Rat trap, you've been caught in a rat trap
You've been caught in a rat trap
You've been caught in a rat trap
