[Opening Chorus] Bad news, good beat Move your feet Sun’s still coming up On a dead-end street Bad news, good beat Pass the cheap stuff If the sky comes down Turn the bass up [Verse 1] Television’s got a countdown. Doesn’t say what for. Man in a suit is getting paid to look appalled Cut to an ad for a place I can’t afford Palm trees waving like they know I’m getting bored DJ says, “How we feeling?” Everybody lies Somebody’s ordering chips as a satellite goes by [Pre-Chorus] Can’t afford a bunker Can afford a tune [Chorus] Bad news, good beat Move your feet Sun’s still coming up On a dead-end street Bad news, good beat Pass the cheap stuff If the sky comes down Turn the bass up [Post-Chorus] Ooh, very bad Ooh, very good [Verse 2 — rap] They sold me the panic, they sold me the cure Then a lock, then a camera to watch my own door Sold me a flag and a reason to shout At a bloke I’d never spoken to, three doors down Now we’re under his awning while the drains cough up the street He gives me half his sandwich. Says, “You look like you should eat” For a second nobody’s winning, nobody’s keeping score Then his phone starts with the screaming, so we turn it down some more [Bridge] If the morning finds us dancing In the car park by the bins It can tell us all about it When the chorus comes back in [Final Double Chorus] Bad news, good beat Move your feet Sun’s still coming up On a dead-end street Bad news, good beat Pass the cheap stuff If the sky comes down Turn the bass up Bad news, good beat Move your feet Sun’s still coming up On a dead-end street Bad news, good beat Pass the cheap stuff If the sky comes down Turn the bass up [Outro — abrupt stop] Again.
