Bad News Comes To Town / Brutte Notizie è arrivato in città
Bad News has come to town
He's walking three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round
Bound by his own ideas
Lost, doesn't know where she is found
Bad News is fighting mad
He went and lost the biggest prize he ever had
But a prizefighter can't be sad
When he smiles under golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights again and again
Bad News has come to town
He's walking three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round
Bound by his own ideas
Lost, doesn't know where she is found
Bad News is fighting mad
He went and lost the biggest prize he ever had
But a prizefighter can't be sad
When he smiles under golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights again and again
Bad News has come to town
* * * *
He's walking three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round
Bound by his own ideas
Lost, doesn't know where she is found
Bad News is fighting mad
He went and lost the biggest prize he ever had
But a prizefighter can't be sad
When he smiles under golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights again and again
Bad News has come to town
He's walking three feet off the ground
He's ordering another round
Bound by his own ideas
Lost, doesn't know where she is found
Bad News is fighting mad
He went and lost the biggest prize he ever had
But a prizefighter can't be sad
When he smiles under golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights again and again
Bad News has come to town
* * * *
Brutte notizie è arrivato in città
Cammina a un metro da terra
Ordina un altro giro
Costretto dalle sue stesse idee
Perduto, non sa dove lei sia finita
Brutte Notizie combatte duramente
Ha perso il premio più grande che avesse
Ma uno che combatte per un premio non può essere triste
Quando sorride sotto luci e lampadine dorate
Combattendo fino all'alba ancora e ancora
Brutte Notizie è arrivato in città
Cammina a un metro da terra
Ordina un altro giro
Costretto dalle sue stesse idee
Perduto, non sa dove dove lei sia andata
Brutte Notizie combatte duro
Ha perso il premio più grande che avesse
Ma uno che combatte per un premio non può essere triste
Quando sorride sotto luci e lampadine dorate
Combattendo all'alba ancora e ancora
Brutte Notizie è arrivato in città