Bad news is come to town
He´s walking
three feet off the ground
He´s ordering another round.

Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn´t know
where she is found.
Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can´t be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.
Bad news is come to town
He´s walking
three feet off the ground
He´s ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,

Lost, doesn´t know
where she is gone.
Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can´t be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.
Bad news is come to town.