Yellow journalism

In the town where I was born

Lived a man who worked at press

And he told us of his life

In the land of the headlines

So we read The Sun

‘Til we found a leave of green

Hope and we lived beneath the news

In our yellow journalism

We all live in a yellow journalism

Yellow journalism, yellow journalism

We all live in a yellow journalism

Yellow journalism, yellow journalism

And our readers are all aboard

Many more of them live behind closed door

And the firms command to print

We all live in a yellow journalism

Yellow journalism, yellow journalism

We all live in a yellow journalism

Yellow journalism, yellow journalism

Full steam ahead, Mister Peter J,

Full steam ahead and read

Although the text is an untruth

And the false is true bread

And the knowledge is a headache

As we’ve got an easy and deceitful life

Every one of us

Has all we need

Without we have to bleed

And to sweat to finding a soft seat

In our yellow globalism

We all live in a yellow globalism

A yellow globalism, yellow globalism

We all live in a yellow globalism

A yellow globalism, yellow globalism

We all live in a yellow globalism

Yellow globalism, yellow globalism

We all live in a yellow globalism

Yellow globalism, yellow globalism