So tell me
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What's really news after all
The king broke a string, did that warrant five curtain calls
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Excuse me
(Newsworth)
Your news has taken a dive
The artists are gone
Now who is the fastest alive
Your pretence is there
But your envy's showing its face
You dropped your guitar
The ball point's taking its place
Your ego suffered a blow
When your idol showed his disdain
You say that you're unbiased well you must think that we're green
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I've heard that
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A newsworth lives in his pen
May I suggest
It's likely that he lives in one then
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What happens
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After you lie down at night
In your case the lying's not reclining you can lie best upright
We quite understand
You can't always be kind
Please take extra care
And think before you malign
You've come a long way
Since the broom and the tea bag days
So drop the Sunday paper stuff
One page of ads is one too much
When it comes to slagging, we play rough
Did you think we were green
Well we're not
You're a
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You're a
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You're a
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