Joe Bonamassa
Breaking News
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Price of bread keeps rising
Groceries can't be found
The only cities that are growing
Are the California shantytowns
The nation is in turmoil
Fighting from the left and the right
The future keeps on getting darker
And I can't go to sleep at night, have mercy

Breaking news in the morning
Breaking news at night
Breaking news in the evening
Makes me and my baby fight
Breaking news at lunchtime
Breakfast and dinner, too
Every time I turn around, have mercy
The people are so confused

Building walls are sinful
But not for the gated communities
Politicians keep on shifting
And lyin' 'bout what will be
They keep on promising me free things
But nothing in this life is free
It's all paid for by taxes
So, tell me how is it free for me?
Breaking news in the morning
Breaking news at night
Breaking news in the evening
Makes me and my baby fight
Breaking news at lunchtime
Breakfast and dinner, too
Every time I turn around, have mercy
The people are so confused

Hindsight is twenty-twenty
But it's breaking news today
I wish it was a bad dream
And things really weren't this way

There's a pandemic going
You know it's been here before
It's just using a different name
While it's kicking down your door
Death and taxes are a sure thing
But there's one thing that you should know
You got to pay your taxes first
Before the tax man will let you go

Breaking news in the morning
Breaking news at night
Breaking news in the evening
Makes me and my baby fight
All this pain and suffering
I wish it would all disappear
I hate to look into the faces
Of people swallowed up by fear
We got to all pull together
Because we're fallen all apart
It's gonna be a long hard journey
And the first step is where we start

Breaking news in the morning
Breaking news at night
Breaking news in the evening
Makes me and my baby fight
Breaking news at lunchtime
Breakfast and dinner, too
Every time I turn around, have mercy
The people are so confused

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