Stop talking, stop speeding We're believing everything we're reading Still chasing, empty words Only there to chase the dollar bill and back to the news Sunday morning, the papers say That my luck was gonna change for good this time The rumours run, we guard the times Against the Independent Sun We scream for words, the story's out And all before your day's begun Show our darkest hours, there under the spotlight Who will be the star, who will win the prize fight Read the headlines, every day Did a killer run amok on Broadway Stop talking, it's all been said We've been addicted and we hunger for the very next line Monday morning, the paper told me, that the world would maybe end But that's old news The city, the pressure See celebrity and crime together Stop talking, it's all been said So many stories and it makes you wonder They're all the same but just a different colour We've been addicted and we hunger for the very next line