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