Monday Papers Lyrics

I don't want to go out any more I read the news, I can't believe my eyes I push the table against the door You know I've had it with the world outside If you want to know about the murderers and junkies If you want to know about the Lower East Side Now they got a map shows you where to get your monkey You can read it in the Monday papers, Monday papers Some people like a little gore Some people always at the scenes of crimes Now they can watch the TV more Now they can get it in the Sunday Times If you find it hard to handle what you see on Page One You can pull the funnies out and have some laughs Take a drink and maybe you can laugh at Ronald Reagan You can read it in the Monday papers, read it in the Monday papers Monday papers don't ask no questions Monday papers don't get no lies Monday papers don't raise objection Monday papers don't got no eyes Brother's heading that way now I guess He just read something made his face turn blue Well I got nothing against the press They wouldn't print it if it wasn't true If you want to know about the gay politician If you want to know how to be a star Ladies - if you want to know about the new sex position You can read it in the Monday papers, read it in the Monday papers Monday papers don't ask no questions Monday papers don't get no lies Monday papers don't raise objection Monday papers don't got no eyes Monday papers don't ask no questions Monday papers don't get no lies Monday papers don't raise objection Monday papers don't got no eyes Read all about it, Monday papers