I gotta resist the urge to follow the news
I gotta resist the urge to follow the news
when I crave it like a cigarette
The radio beckons me,
ignorance threatens me
and I’ve got one eye on a blank TV set
What if the world fell apart today?
What if disaster opened the door?
What of my future’s been stolen away?
What is less and what is more?
Do I need to fear famine?
Should I prepare for war?
Are the borders closing?
Is there currency anymore?
The news at six o’clock is all I got
The news at six o’clock is all I got
All I got to keep me level
All I got to keep me sane
And its absence is a devil
Digging holes into my brain
I fear floods and earthquakes,
droughts and tidal waves
I imagine no more birthdays,
I envision mass graves
I picture governments falling,
the Prime Minister without shoes
I gotta resist the urge to follow the news.
