Newsreel Lyrics

There once was a battery, a pile of bones.
There once was a kennel. The lips closed dry.

There once was a newsreel. Nothing is pure.
There once was city with its kitchen gardens.

There was an assassin who packed a bomb.
There once was a streetcar. It was empty.

There once was a newsreel. Nothing is pure.
There once was city with its kitchen gardens.

There once was a carpenter who killed a dog.
There once was a little girl building snowmen.

There once was a ditty. It was about love.