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I read all the papers
What did I see?
Page to page corruption
Thank god it's not me
Headlines, deadlines, photographs
It's all bullocks to me
A family's future on the line
As long as they get a story
They won't tell you anything
There're not even wondering
What went on in town today
Headlines mean they get their pay
Red light district, Saturday night
Cops are late for another fight
One man's death, another's glory
Not a crime, just another story