(James McCarty)   You can read it in the morning   You can read read it late at night   Well there's been another warning   Or there's been another fight   There's a scandal going on   Some reporter stumbled on   About a leek in the press   And the world is in a mess   Wont you spare me from this story   'Cause I only get confused   Please don't tell me about the news   Please don't tell me about the news      Well some body told me lately   You've been seen down the town   Showing off your latest number   With some young guy hanging 'round   You were flirting with a kid   In a way you never did   When we used to be around   And we thought we had it found   Wont you spare me from this story   Babe I'll only get confused   Please don't tell me about the news   Please don't tell me about the news      There's a man in an office   And you know he's on the make   Long ago he sold his conscience   For the company's sake   Now he's really sealed his fate   By building an estate   An old sacred site   So we cant give up this fight   Wont you spare me from this story   And all those I would accuse   Please don't tell me about the news   Please don't tell me about the news