| Well the 2.48 was a minute too late
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| And the planning permission refused on the gate
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| Or the crisis with whatever food this week
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| Someone else won a million and blew it on shares
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| And the adverts for stair-lifts which glide up the stairs
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| And the bingo card inside is yours to keep
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| For the little old lady it was love at first sight
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| From the renegade butler who wore makeup at night
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| To the boy in the car, who was speeding by far
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| It’s just what they say, in the papers today
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| Giant bees by the thousand are making a swarm
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| And it’s nobody’s fault, just the winter was warm
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| And it’s someone famous' secret out to see
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| There’s a three hour delay on the M25
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| And a swimmer who’s ninety who’s barely alive
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| And a vicar who says mass on ecstasy
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| For the little old lady it was love at first sight
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| From the renegade butler who wore makeup at night
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| To the boy in the car, who was speeding by far
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| It’s just what they say, in the papers today
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| Glossy magazines with happy homes and healthy beans
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| People’s lives all stripped down to the core
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| Scandals, politicians and the faces on our screens
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| Designer suits and other suits of law
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| They saw Elvis again on the ten O’clock news
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| Though the desk would have covered his new blue suede shoes
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| Lord Lucan owns a pub just down the road
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| There’s a girl on page seven who’s covered in tears
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| Says goodbye to her man for another eight years
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| And a boy of three just cracked a complex code
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| For the little old lady it was love at first sight
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| From the renegade butler who wore makeup at night
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| To the boy in the car, who was speeding by far
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| It’s just what they say, in the papers today |