I work for the newspapersnAny news is good news I always saynBut I don't write no daily columnnTalk is cheap and so is my pay.nnAnd when my work days overnI pocket five or ten from the traynAnd then I start up again at five amnI stack 'em up just to throw 'em away.nnNow lately I've been thinking nWhat would the world do without the news nYou wouldn't know when wars were startednOr when they ended, win or lose.nnIt probably be a better world to live innBut the question would be who's?nAnd what side your on or who's right or wrong nYou'd never have to choose.nnSome times late at night nI get to see the streets like no one else cannThere's a lot of things going on herenThat even newspapers don't understand.nnSome people got too much moneynSome rob with a gun or a ballpoint pennMaybe I'll get me a big black capenAnd then they'll be running from me,nLooking over their shoulder for me.nnOnce there in the back pagesnWas on the front just yesterdaynAnd old news never diesnNo, they say it just fades awaynnCrime and murder nBusiness and politicsnAnd International strifenIt's all the same, find some one to blamenIt's there in black and white.