Lyrics:
I fell into Paris
Seek out my temptress
So I've been told
In the bar by the theatre
I'm finding my answer
Cleansing my soul
Newspaper covers my
""Newspaper The Daily Herald! Octagon is back people are going octagon crazy This morning people have went octagon crazy The newspaper newspaper
"I loved that song.
I saw a little story in the newspaper about the size of a pack of cigarettes - it said:
'Pinto the Wonder Horse is Dead.'
headline
In the newspaper read
It's your turn
Yeah it's your turn
To live and learn
So that's enough for now
Enough talk about the past
Life's just beyond
the clouds
From your head
Like the morning headline
In the newspaper read
It's your turn
Yeah it's your turn
To live and learn
So that's enough for
(Damn, damn, yeah)
(Just like the what?)
(Feel like the who?)
(The what?)
(You a what?)
(Got damn, sheesh)
Feel like the newspaper boy took the paper
I saw you on the news, babe
I don't read the newspaper
I don't read the news, babe
But, I've feelin' blue lately
I've been feelin' blue
I just got
fuck your story still 'cause
Shoestring rules the media,
Hatdcore say no more fuck you and your newspaper momma
should have fought you and told you not
Psyche strïkes
Gotta grab my Bong
Gotta slay my Dutïes
Gotta wedge some Weed
Ït's tïme to dïe agaïn
Ï am the Newspaper Boy
Ï aïn't delïverïng my Shïte
Ï
Reading again, what're they want?
Reading again, what'd I want it?
Reading again, what're they want?
Reading again, why I want it now
Newspaper's not
knew,stopped to exist,
There is no more place for lies and greed.
We will not watch a fresh news release,
Will not read a morning’s newspaper.
Will not answer
The waltz is calling from space newspapers somebodys coming to read us some bread the earth don't be afraid don't be afraid television saying don't
did it’s struggle,
When day comes,
All your life it’s not enough
To complete one newspaper’s page,
To complete one newspaper’s page.
me wish that I was dead
I'll chop off my own head
Newspaper headline
"Lifestyle unacceptable"
Believe the outline
"Rumours undetectable"
I know all
are the typa ones Am ever seing in magazines
Men they dead in some newspapers, I know we murdered them
We don wanna talk about these other ones,we
a couple wrongs together make them seem alright
And if it bleeds, it leads
He's a newspaper man
They got a lot of ad space to sell
The people are paying,
alone
In the next-day newspapers, Mothman
In the next-century statues, Mothman
In the next-day newspapers, Mothman
In the next-century statues, Mothman
like comfortable now
Sitting in front of my house
‘Cause I’m waiting for someone like you
Send a newspaper per day
We didn’t talk like we’re never talk
to trustin me back
I won't ever take last
I keep the trust in the back
I keep the love in my bag
Lay my body in the coffin
We read the newspaper way to often
Who comes out the proudest
Those that shout the loudest?
I'm not going over yesterday's newspapers
That's all dead and gone
I'm not interested in any
[Newspaper, Newspaper, Newspaper]
I welcomed everybody I invited to the crib.
It was good to finally see them,
So I asked them how they been [fine]
fuck your story still 'cause Shoestring rules the media,Hatdcore say no more fuck you and your newspaper momma should have fought you and told you not
Wake up in the morning go to work
Fire up the truck and drive to Sonoma
Hop on the forklift and load up the truck with 10,000 pounds of newspapers
Newspaper Man on the corner
I still don't know your name
I see your face on the front page
You look the same
Eight quarters and a dollar
Get your
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