The Press We interrupt this broadcast, 'cause that's what we do best   History repeats itself, let's meet our latest guest The film is at eleven, at twelve and one and two   Rock is rolling round the clock, just like our bad news do It's in the public's interest, to see his last resort   Ratings pointed our view to, bring you special report His story is still breaking, but this much do we know   Facts are right here at this site, or so I have been told I've tasted the raw footage, things better left unseen   Listen, and we'll sprinkle in, the sheets he's been between Our shov'lers putting over, the time on you to get   The bottom of this story, the line that corporate set He claims the right, refused the right, for words his deed commits   Explicit boring details, an open book admits Too big for three-ring courthouse, where lemmings took the fifth   And won landmark decision, they filled their ocean with Now they run without a care, past pain and suffering found   Solid ground to safely swim, where his defense will drown This cautionary fable, confession's ode to crime   Sentence the arrested youth, will serve for wasted time These words a public whipping, exchanging soul and cell   Fifteen lashes of the clock, three hands to deal him well Devalued for our viewers, we'll throw another too   Behind bad scene's exclusive, see coop this pigeon flew We'll fry this Arnold's zygote, give Humpty's benediction   Turned his coat into a pen, framed the mud as fiction A self-inspecting journalist, push buttoning the crowd   Exposing his remotives, crying crocks out loud You won't believe your eyeballs, you'll hold on to your ears   Little fool is playing chicken, with all that you hold dear We're steering you this story, around that dead man's curve   Straight into your viewing room, unless we have to swerve You've every right to remain, as silent as the night   Don't try another's channel, we own conclusive rights We've got no competition, he's seated over there   Or would you rather join him? We've got an extra chair Don't say I didn't warn you, don't claim you didn't know   Everybody's heard you sing, you know how that song goes It's common to sense danger, 'cause that's just what you'll find   Crossing swords with common sense, missed pieces will remind Fools pay for admonition, no change from history   That's the way it is and was, how it will always be Now you've nothing more to fear, you know what that employs   Shov'lers seldom dig the lists, of good grown girls and boys Avoid the greatest fear itself, don't get checked over twice   Listings guide our cyclops too, you know we won't find nice No time for desperation, use common measurements   Cut two times for goodness sake, just keep what we call sense From these remains we'll build it, and everyone will come   The Christians and the lions, the chauffeured and the thumbs Once we add fourth ring's intent, string Dumbo through the streets   Flapping ears or growing nose, won't save that puppet's meat Enlarged for your enjoyment, the biggest topped with mirth   Come malingering around, The Greatest Show Unearthed! Four