Lyrics

I used to read it by 5...
Now it comes after 6....Do they know who I am?

I wait for the paperboy
but he's showing up so late
and he's 40, he's a man
and I'm standing in the rain
filled with hate, with hate!!

I need the Post by 5
so I can circle things
to talk about on the show
but it's getting here so late
I'm filled with rage, with rage!!!

Never gonna read the (POST ONLINE)
That just ain't me (POST ONLINE)
Not how I roll (POST ONLINE)
So get my paper HERE ON TIME!!!!!!

(HERE ON TIME) Get my paper
(HERE ON TIME) Screw the neighbors
(HERE ON TIME) I don't want to read the POST ONLINE
(POST ON LINE) not gonna happen.....(POST ONLINE) not in a million
I don't wanna read the POST ONLINE!!!

By Joe Aro/Ellicott City, MD
Parody of MODERN LOVE by DAVID BOWIE