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Mr. Reporter



Hey Mr. Reporter
How 'bout talking about yourself
Do you like what you're doing
Or is it that you can do nothing else

Hey Mr. Reporter
I'll believe all that you put down
I'll believe the sun is going up
Even though it's going down

Why Mr. Reporter do you like some things
More than most
I hate you Mr. Reporter
'Cause your self pity makes you a ghost

You smile and then you jot down
All the things you wanted to hear
Then you take away such dear things
Then you treat them with a smear

Hey Mr. Reporter
How 'bout talking about yourself
Do you like what Bo's doing
Or is it that you can do nothing else

Hey Mr. Reporter
Don't you twist my words around
I'll spill you rather than let you
Distort my simple sound

Did your daddy stop you playing
With your friends when you were young?
And is that why you run down
All the good folks just for fun

The reason they are stupid
Is 'cause they watch you every day
You contest all of the true things
Because they rub you the wrong way...ahhh!!

Hey Mr. Reporter
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what Bo's doing
Or is it that you can do nothing else? Hah!!!

Hey!! Hey.....


 
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