Lyrics

News Boy on the corner,
Selling unwanted news..
Under the cloudy weather
He's singing the worlds blues.

Old Man In the dark door way,
With his bottle of rum.
He'll come out and sing someday,
But only for more rum.

Singing sadness to all the fellow men,
Crying in the storm.
Cloudy Weather Deterioration,
And bad news

Young runaways on the street,
They all want to go home.
Singing for a high ain't so sweet,
Especially when you're alone.

Crowded streets; empty faces,
The same every where.
Everyone's going places,
They just don't know where.

Singing sadness to all the fellow men,
Crying in the storm.
Cloudy Weather Deterioration,
And bad news