Lyrics:
Journalists who lie
Stealing the money
Prospering with spite
Hate-in-a-hurry
Oh, see how :
They're only trying to make their name
By
When I grow up I want to be a screenwriter
I want to be a journalist
I want to be a lion
I want to be a lion
I am a lioness
I want to be
Press information bureau, indian media
Indian journalists, indian journalists
Bharatiya patrakar, bharatiya patrakar
I love press information
The Artillery Man And The Fighting Machine
Journalist: The hammering from the pit and the pounding
of guns grew louder. My fear rose at the sound
artist, artist
businessman, businessman
engineer, engineer
fire fighter, fire fighter
journalist, journalist
photographer, photographer
Your posts are coming off unhinged
Hinged hinged
I blame the lazy journalist list
For only writing about what's already been seen,
In the scene
I
the table
But some journalist got his mug shot kit
And his briefcase on his lap
But I'm tired of being linked with the K.G.B.
And all that political crap
Journalist
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old,
And darker days are drawing near,
The winter winds will be much colder,
Now you're not here.
everything it takes
She has a fashion line
A journalist for "Time"
Coaches a football team
She's a geologist, a romance novelist
She is a mother
everything it takes
She has a fashion line
A journalist for "Time"
Coaches a football team
She's a geologist, a romance novelist
She is a mother
Housewife heroines addicts to their homes
It's her factory it's her duty it's her factory
Paternalist journalist
He gives them sympathy because they're not
a young artilleryman, weary, streaked with blood and dirt.
Artilleryman: Anyone here?
Journalist: Come in. Here, drink this.
the journalists and telling stupid lies
They had a feeling that something was up
Because of the look in our eyes
In fact we didn't know what we were doing half
Killing Journalists, Shooting A Messenger, is equivalent to a war crime.
So we need to know what has happened., The world needs to know what has
I-i-i-it's a knife when you know they're waitin' for you to choke
It's a knife when a journalist does a misquote
It's a kni-i-ife when a friend is
Well, I don't think I can handle this
A cloudy day in Metropolis
I think I'll talk to my analyst
I got it so bad for this little journalist
It
of a
Music journalist
In the sticks for a field report
Enthusiasm set at nought
She can't help looking bored
She's sick of powerchords
I did it all for
Det hade jag skrivit om
Om jag vore en journalist
För i valet mellan trygghet och invandring
Vinner tryggheten
Men i valet mellan invandring
Och mer
journey you're the journal I'm the journalist
Am I eternal or an eternalist?
Soon as we showed up I sensed nervousness
As soon as we rolled up y'all niggas
I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
All of my impurities and evils yet unknown
I am a journalist - I write to you to show you
I am
of fans, journalists and well wishers have gathered merely to catch a glimpse of the artists formerly known as fresh prince.
This album premiere marks Will
money
Chase for the headline, no one can resist
I'm pleased to meet you, hi, it's me, the clickbait journalist
Chase for the headline, no one can resist
and lands in reality
what's your name
how old are you
what do you do for a living
the elite and journalist's laugh out loud they hope their wet dreams come
journalist's stay runnin' in front of tanks
Blew out first class, came back close cash
Ruff class, surfaces with no math
Military campaign
While shots cause
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