The News

Gunshots fired on the 93
Fear and loathing on the NBC
There’s a wolf roaming down the strip tonight
And if no one can track him down, well then I just might

Well then I just might

Hey, hey, have you heard the news?
If you’re walking in my shoes
You better don’t look down that hill
Unless you pop another pill
Unless you pop another pill

Reflecting tables and two lines of speed
He’s on the hunt and he needs to feed
Nimble fingers racing ‘cross the keys
Next headline’s bound to bring him to his knees

Bring him to his knees

Hey, hey, have you heard the news?
If you’re walking in my shoes
You better don’t look down that hill
Unless you pop another pill
Unless you pop another pill

I’m shooting gold from a vial of ink
He’s ‘bout to jump while I’m on the brink
Can hear them gearing up to breach the door
And I’m wondering if they want some more

Do you want some more?

Hey, hey, have you heard the news?
If you’re walking in my shoes
You better don’t look down that hill
Unless you pop another pill
Unless you pop another pill

Hey, hey, now you heard the news
And you’re walking in my shoes
So better don’t look down that hill
But now you've popped another pill
Now you've popped another pill