Reuters Lyrics

Our own correspondant is sorry to tell
Of an uneasy time that all is not well
On the borders there's movement
In the hills there is trouble
Food is short, crime is double
Prices have risen since the government fell
Casualties increase as the enemy shell
The climate's unhealthy, flies and rats thrive
And sooner or later the end will arrive
This is your correspondant, running out of tape
Gunfire's increasing, looting, burning, rape

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Songwriter(s): Colin John Newman, Graham Lewis, Lewis, Bruce Clifford Gilbert, Gilbert, Newman, Gotobed, Robert Selwyn Gotobed
Copyright: Carlin Music Corp., Alley Music Corp.
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