you don't know what you'll find

bad news comes in like a hurricane

like a criminal on a passenger train

all the good times that remain

are fading out of sight

you cannot wait until it ends

worry is your closest friend

it's just that old bad news again

looking for a fight

          you don't have to listen

          ease your worried mind

          you don't have to ask permission

          you don't know what you'll find

bad news gets a hold of you

and it knows exactly what to do

it tells you things that are untrue

and won't admit their lies

it can't tell you where to go

or even say look out below

sometimes all you know

is not to compromise

          you don't have to listen

          ease your worried mind

          you don't have to ask permission

          you don't know what you'll find