Newspapers Lyrics - Singles - Stan Ridgway

I work for the newspapers 

Any news is god news I always say 

But I don't write no daily column 

Talk is cheap and so's my pay 

And when my work day's over 

I pocket five or ten frome tray 

And then I start it up again at five a.m. 

I stack 'em up just to throw 'em away 

Now lately I've been thinkin' 

What would the world do without the news? 

You wouldn't know when wars were started 

Or when they ended, win or lose 

It'd probably be a much better world 

But the question would be, whose? 

And what side you're on and who's right or wrong 

You'd never have to choose 

Sometimes lat at night 

I can see the streets like no one else can 

There's a lot of things going on here 

That even newspapers don't understand 

Some people got too much money 

Some rob with a gun or a ballpoint pen 

Maybe I'll get me a big black cape 

And then they'll be runnin' from me 

Lookin' over their shoulder for me 

What's buried in the back pages 

Was on the front just yesterday 

And old news never dies 

No, they say it just fades away 

Crime and murder, business and politics 

And international strife 

It's all the same, find someone to blame 

It's there in black and white