Luyện nghe bài hát Newspapers

I for the newspapers
Any news is I say
But I write no daily column
Talk is cheap and my pay
And my work day's over
I five or ten frome tray
And then I it up again at five a.m.
I stack 'em up just to 'em away
Now lately I've thinkin'
What would the world do without the
You wouldn't know when were started
Or they ended, win or lose
It'd probably be a much better
But the would be, whose?
And what you're on and who's right or wrong
You'd never to choose
Sometimes lat at
I can see the streets like no one can
There's a lot of things on here
That even newspapers understand
Some people got too much
rob with a gun or a ballpoint pen
Maybe get me a big black cape
And then be runnin' from me
Lookin' over shoulder for me
What's buried in the pages
Was on the just yesterday
And old news never
No, they say it just fades
and murder, business and politics
And strife
It's all the same, find to blame
It's in black and white