All The News

Hey all the news is bad
 Hey all the news is bad
 The paper made me mad
 Every picture that it had
 All the news is bad
 There's a riot in the street
 There's a riot in the street
 My papa's takin' heat my mama's losin' sleep
 A riot in the street
 She got a birthday in July
 She got a birthday in July
 Doin' her best not cry
 As she's servin' apple pie
 A birthday in July
 And now she can't help feelin'
 That it's time to do something to break it up
 Hey, she's tried of relying on things like destiny and luck
 All the news is bad
 Hey all the news is bad
 See the shadow in the lane
 See the shadow in the lane
 The crook waves from the train
 We gather what remains
 The shadow in the land
 Hear the crooked wind that blows
 Hear the crooked wind that blows
 The dove flies with the crow
 The thorn hides a rose
 The crooked wind that blows
 Yeah she can't help but feelin'
 It's time to do something to break it up
 Yeah she's tired of relying on things like destiny and luck
 All the news is bad
 Hey all the news is bad
 Said all the news is bad
 Hey all the news is bad