Sunday Papers (Live) Joe Jackson

[Intro]
Two, three, four
This is a song about bad news

[Verse 1]
Well, I don't wanna go out anymore
I read the news, I can't believe my eyes
I push the table against the door
You know I've had it with the world outside
If you want to know about the murderers and junkies
If you want to know about the lonely sighs
Now you got a map shows you where to get your monkey

[Refrain]
You can read it in the Sunday papers
Sunday papers

[Chorus]
Sunday papers
Sunday papers
Sunday papers
Sunday papers

[Verse 2]
Some people like a little gore
Some pеople always at the scenеs of crimes
Now they can watch the TV more
Now they can get it in the Sunday Times
If you find hard to handle what you see on page one
You can pull the funnies out and have some laugh
Take a drink and maybe you can laugh at Ronald Reagan