Reuters Lyrics

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