Staring at the mirror on

the steamy bathroom wall

eating a Noddemix

As the people are running

the highrise starts to fall

While she neatly wipes her lips



The reporters pick up

their pads and pens

As they rush to the scene

And the cameras wink on the gory views

How the Editors agree



Putting on her makeup

she glances at the clock

Next she'll paint her nails

The train has collided

the driver didn't stop

As she slips onto the scales



Looking for her car keys

she finds them in her shoe

Lift the magazine from the floor

That long-ago mystery

has revealed another clue

As she quickly shuts the door



Yeah, man, they just pulled over now,

And it looks like it's gonna be an all-night job tonight, you know.

If you could send a few cars, it would sure help a lot.

And I should sip wine in front of the TV tonight

Because there's a program I wish you to see.

I'll start making a few inquiries already.

Ok, that's all for now