Tabloid World
La La La
From far above I watched a race
Everyone brought their happy face
But no one knew what they were running for
And I watched them hand out paper cups
And one by one they drank it up
But never stopped to look what was inside
They were living in a tabloid world
They were living in a tabloid world
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
On that moonlit summer night
We watched the fireworks fill the sky
And we were all held captive by the light
And when the smoke had cleared away
To our surprise and our dismay
The purses and the wallets were all gone
We were living in a tabloid world
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
A puppeteer and some puppy string
Are both things that a puppet needs
Cause how else could a puppet learn to talk
And if someone shouted loud at you
With the right words and point of view
Then you would know exactly what to say
You'd be living in a tabloid world
You'd be living in a tabloid world
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
Oh
From far above I watched a race
Everyone brought their happy face
But no one knew what they were running for
And I watched them hand out paper cups
And one by one they drank it up
But never stopped to look what was inside
They were living in a tabloid world
They were living in a tabloid world
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
On that moonlit summer night
We watched the fireworks fill the sky
And we were all held captive by the light
And when the smoke had cleared away
To our surprise and our dismay
The purses and the wallets were all gone
We were living in a tabloid world
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
A puppeteer and some puppy string
Are both things that a puppet needs
Cause how else could a puppet learn to talk
And if someone shouted loud at you
With the right words and point of view
Then you would know exactly what to say
You'd be living in a tabloid world
You'd be living in a tabloid world
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
Oh, can't you hear what I'm trying to say
Can't you hear what I'm trying to say
It might not be too late
Oh
Credits
Writer(s): Reuben Richard Bidez
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