Political - THE NEWS AIN'T NEWS NO MORE

psychedelic heavy metal rock, neo-psychedelia, dream pop

(Intro hook - big upbeat beat first then Tambourine)

(Vocal -Male main vocal folk - whispered soft MALE voice, backing female vocal echo's)

**[Verse 1]**

Turn on the television, here comes the fear,
Breaking news screaming directly in your ear.
Something is burning, somebody's to blame,
Sell us the panic, then sell us the name.

**[Verse 2]**

Yesterday's story gets dressed up today,
Add a little outrage and send it our way.
Give us a headline, give us a fight,
Keep everybody staring all through the night.

**[Pre-Chorus]**

Truth gets buried underneath the noise,
Facts get drowned out by the loudest voice.
If it gets attention, put it on the screen,
Who needs the truth when the drama sells clean?

**[Chorus]**

The news ain't news no more,
It's a circus at the door.
Tell us what to hate, tell us what to fear,
Keep the ratings rolling while the truth disappears.
The news ain't news no more,
Just another product in the store.
Give us outrage, give us views,
Everybody wins... except the truth.

**[Verse 3]**

One channel says black, another says white,
Both swear they're the only ones getting it right.
One calls it justice, one calls it a crime,
Same damn story, just a different headline.

**[Verse 4]**

Experts keep talking from morning till night,
Guessing tomorrow and calling it insight.
Then when they're wrong, well, nobody cares,
There's another disaster already upstairs.

**[Pre-Chorus]**

Keep us scrolling, keep us glued,
Keep us hungry for the latest news.
Don't let us pause, don't let us think,
Give us another story before we blink.

**[Chorus]**

**[Bridge]**

Maybe truth doesn't need a show,
Maybe sometimes we just need to know.
Maybe facts don't need a flashing light,
Maybe black ain't always black and white.

**[Breakdown]**

Turn it up, turn it loud,
Give the people another crowd.
Sell the fear, sell the rage,
Keep the circus on the stage.

**[Final Chorus]**

**[Outro]**

Tomorrow morning, same old show,
New disaster, same old glow.
Turn it off and let the silence speak...
Funny how the truth gets easier to see.

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(Intro hook - big upbeat beat first then Tambourine) (Vocal -Male main vocal folk - whispered soft MALE voice, backing female vocal echo's) **[Verse 1]** Turn on the television, here comes the fear, Breaking news screaming directly in your ear. Something is burning, somebody's to blame, Sell us the panic, then sell us the name. **[Verse 2]** Yesterday's story gets dressed up today, Add a little outrage and send it our way. Give us a headline, give us a fight, Keep everybody staring all through the night. **[Pre-Chorus]** Truth gets buried underneath the noise, Facts get drowned out by the loudest voice. If it gets attention, put it on the screen, Who needs the truth when the drama sells clean? **[Chorus]** The news ain't news no more, It's a circus at the door. Tell us what to hate, tell us what to fear, Keep the ratings rolling while the truth disappears. The news ain't news no more, Just another product in the store. Give us outrage, give us views, Everybody wins... except the truth. **[Verse 3]** One channel says black, another says white, Both swear they're the only ones getting it right. One calls it justice, one calls it a crime, Same damn story, just a different headline. **[Verse 4]** Experts keep talking from morning till night, Guessing tomorrow and calling it insight. Then when they're wrong, well, nobody cares, There's another disaster already upstairs. **[Pre-Chorus]** Keep us scrolling, keep us glued, Keep us hungry for the latest news. Don't let us pause, don't let us think, Give us another story before we blink. **[Chorus]** The news ain't news no more, It's a circus at the door. Tell us what to hate, tell us what to fear, Keep the ratings rolling while the truth disappears. The news ain't news no more, Just another product in the store. Give us outrage, give us views, Everybody wins... except the truth. **[Bridge]** Maybe truth doesn't need a show, Maybe sometimes we just need to know. Maybe facts don't need a flashing light, Maybe black ain't always black and white. **[Breakdown]** Turn it up, turn it loud, Give the people another crowd. Sell the fear, sell the rage, Keep the circus on the stage. **[Final Chorus]** The news ain't news no more, It's a circus at the door. Tell us what to hate, tell us what to fear, Keep the ratings rolling while the truth disappears. The news ain't news no more, Just another product in the store. Give us outrage, give us views, Everybody wins... except the truth. **[Outro]** Tomorrow morning, same old show, New disaster, same old glow. Turn it off and let the silence speak... Funny how the truth gets easier to see.

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