Album: other songs

There's No Newspaper Worth Buying

There’s no newspaper worth buying, they’re all just there to read,
Why put your money into something that’ll sit and watch you bleed?
The facelessness of Britain craves for identity,
We dig deep to invent ourselves a personality…

Build the feeling of a nation, one that feels like dying,
Take care of yourself for another day, there’s no newspaper worth buying…

It rises in the Eastern sky and sets a Western world,
On their toes, God only knows, what mind you’ll find their lies were hurled,
I’ll annihilate their information when it comes my way,
I’ve read the sport, nothing bought, I’ll never have to pay…

Disorder in the workplace, Apathy at home,
And bitterness and paranoia feed the mouths at which we foam,
It all comes down to realisation, of what we’re being fed,
What every tabloid represents and just what’s being said…