Текст песни Ridgway Stan - Newspapers
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I work for the newspapersAny news is I always sayBut I don`t write no daily columnTalk is cheap and so`s my payAnd when my work day`s overI pocket five or ten frome trayAnd then I start it up again at five a.m.I stack `em up just to throw `em awayNow lately I`ve been thinkin`What would the world do without the news?You wouldn`t know when wars were startedOr when they ended, win or loseIt`d probably be a much better worldBut the question would be, whose?And what side you`re on and who`s right or wrongYou`d never have to chooseSometimes lat at nightI can see the streets like no one else canThere`s a lot of things going on hereThat even newspapers don`t understandSome people got too much moneySome rob with a gun or a ballpoint penMaybe I`ll get me a big black capeAnd then they`ll be runnin` from meLookin` over their shoulder for meWhat`s buried in the back pagesWas on the front just yesterdayAnd old news never diesNo, they say it just fades awayCrime and murder, business and politicsAnd international strifeIt`s all the same, find someone to blameIt`s there in black and white---------------------------------------------------