LYRICS
Journalists who lie
stealing the money
prospering with spite
hate-in-a-hurry
See how
they're only trying to make their name
by spreading biz-myth lies
about the ones who've made their name
stick in the knife
stick in the knife
Journalists who lie
truth is, it happens
praise then crucify
just follow this pattern
and see how
they're only trying to make their name
by spreading sickening lies
about the ones who've made their name
give us the knife
give us the knife
Journalists who life
so happy in malice
for the rock star out of line
so happy in malice
Journalists who lie
so sick and belaboured
they only want to be favoured
they only want to be favoured
see how
They're only trying to make their name
with unproveable lies
about the ones
who've made their name
In the black hole
of your soul
still bargaining away
the truth so easily
In the black hole
of your soul
still bargaining away
the truth so easily
the truth so easily
Journalists who lie
stealing the money
prospering with spite
and hate-in-a-hurry
Journalists who lie
truth is, it happens
praise then crucify
just follow this pattern
Journalists who lie
so sick and belaboured they want to be favoured
they only want to be favored
SESSION: Kill Uncle
SONG WRITERS: Morrissey/Stephen Street
Producers were Clive Langer and Alan Winstanley, and musicians were Mark E Nevin (guitars), Mark 'Bedders' Bedford (basses), Andrew Paresi (drums), Nawazish Ali Khan (violin) and Steve Heart (harmonium) and Seamus Beaghen (piano).