Proper Channels - Suicide of the Week Lyrics

This is my final broadcast
My sixty minutes have past
I'm gonna blow my brains out on the seven o'clock news
I'll get my ratings up at last
I'm sick and tired of this contest
And I don't have any bullshit left
The banks are bust, the dollar buys a nickel's worth
There is no East, there is no West
The food is unfit to eat, the air is unfit to breath
Suicide of the week
Fifteen homicides
Sixty three violent crimes
The world is coming to an end and we'll watch it on tv
Don't touch that dial
Stay tuned and you'll see
The food is unfit to eat, the air is unfit to breath
Suicide of the week
Suicide of the week
There is no Russia, no America, no third worlds
Only Dow Jones, Nasdaq and S&P
A shocking eruption of electric energy
Is this a psychotic episode or a moment of clarity?
The food is unfit to eat, the air is unfit to breathe
Suicide of the week
I'm just the suicide of the week
Stay tuned and you'll see
The suicide of the week