Loudon Wainwright Iii - Carmine Street lyrics

In the morning I read the paper In the evening I watch the news I sit there in my armchair I stare, flip, switch, peruse The stories and the pictures For me there's no escape I read all about it See it live, see it on tape It's there in living color It's plain in black and white Things just go on happening They go wrong, things aren't right In the morning I read the paper In the evening I watch the news Every day's a battle In a war that you just lose And I'm there in my armchair Safe from the world outside To leave this locked apartment Would be suicide My windows have bars on them I'm safe so it seems Outside I hear the sirens Sometimes I hear the screams In the morning I read the paper In the evening I watch the news