Charles Bronson - Tabloid s**a** lyrics

Tighten another notch in the leash and share The good news that'll never concern me - This gossip circle called my life in hell Targeted marketing guaranteed to always sell So don't ever question why Just keep your mouths open wide And when the bait's been hooked I T's no surprise that some fat f**er's Getting rich off your glazed over eyes You motherf**ers you think I give a sh** If Hugh Grant cheats on his wife Or whatever the hell place was visited by princess Di? (or substitute with your own choice of media who*e of choice) You don't even know these people but those tabloids in the checkout lines Are screaming for a s**er just like you to be consumed by somebody else's life