Well the bells are still ringin' but they've changed their tune
They're playing morning bells in the late afternoon,
And the strays are still sleeping, it's a quarter past two
'Think something has happened last late afternoon
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news was not allowed
And the gals will still gather at a quarter to six
As the sun goes a-setting all the families will shift,
Brushing their shoulders and wincing their brows
Guess bad bad news was never allowed...
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news was not allowed
And we'll all just keep movin' the way we know how
See to speak sour words was never allowed
In a house that never sees a rising sun
A child, his mother,
Her lover, a gun
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news