Breaking news inside my bed
Breaking news inside my head
Breaking news and breaking bread
Don't worry the news is broken
Breaking me, and breaking you
Breaking what is false and true
Breaking good and breaking bad
Gets us so we don't know what we had
Breaking faces and make up too
Breaking car chases and cocktail screws
Breaking beaches and breaking seas
The ice is broken, it has broken free
Oh mother, the news got broken
Out the bag and out a mile
Into space like a missile
Breaking moon rock on the moon
Breaking mars bars, and bending spoons
No one tells the truth just lies
Getting like you can't believe your eyes
And no one knows which way to turn
Breaking students are too broken to learn
You can try shutting your eyes
But they just open upon new lies
Same old faces, and the world got sold
But nobody told the news of the world
Now the news is broken
Oh, how the news got broken
It's a sad thing to have to say
That the truth can't have its day
And sadder still to see fake news got its way
Oh mother, the news is broken
Oh mother I had to be sure
So I checked behind the kitchen door
No one fake is hiding there
Yes the news is fixed like a stare
Like the horses and football matches
You can try to beat the egg before it hatches
But that won’t get you anywhere
Or you may choose to light the fuse and blow the news wide
open
But its cover is already blown, yes, the news is broken
Well it is like in the morning,
when the sun comes without warning
Don't look too long into to its face
Because you'll go blind and they'll find no trace
You'll get lost between the lines
Like a sheep lost inside the pines
When the wolves of Wall Street howl
You will know the newspaper growl
Or you may lay down and play dead
Like the high ups and the plebs
Who ate whatever they were fed
Yes the new got broken
Oh the news is like a fine lace
That falls upon the world
And it should walk with grace
Like a lady wearing pearls
But instead, it is downtrodden, it is hidden in the mud
It comes from all kinds of places squirming, wriggling through blood
And we love the guts and gore
Oh we love the broken egg
Yes and if you should abhor
Then you'll find you're dropped down a peg
Oh, the news, the news got broken
By the fishermen laying lines
Out on the public ocean
Trying to catch fish upon which to dine
And willingly and pliable the public take the bait
And swallow up with love and greed
All things they're taught to hate
Yes, the news, the news got broken
By newspaper men in capes
Out to save the world from
All those things we just can't escape.
Like living together without conflict
Living and loving a fight
Loving and dying to recover
From a sea sickness or a fear of flight
And the rules, the rules got broken
But that is quite alright.
Because the newspaper men were the ones who wrote them
And they're the ones who must be right
Yes the news, the news got broken
And I say it in the drowning West
That the Eastern tiger is growling
And is hungry for the rest
He'll devour all the sacred cows
And steal from the witch’s coven
The food that made a meal of vows
Set out in cookie cutter American ovens
Yes, the news, the news got broken
And now it needs a fix
But what is offered is but a token
No better than a Weetabix
So, sell all the stories now!
Sell them to the other side!
For they will be writing in their letters
About how no more Oxford commas they can abide
Yes, the news, the news got broken!
You shovel shit down on Fleet street
Where the mighty flagships meet
But it’s not the end of the world that taste sweet
But the lies that set off the whole darned fleet
And you can look into the mirror
And try to figure how to get thinner
But the world is small enough
For the daily news to reach the rough
Out on the golfing green
Where the Rolls Royce and limousines
Are parked by the eighteenth hole
Where the newspaper lost its soul
Oh mother, oh yes the news is broken
