Pretty People

The news is full of crime
And people love to hear it
They hang on every line
Even though they fear it

As long as it's someone else
Who's suffering the pain
They'll suck their beer and belch
And watch the blood pour like it's rain

But people tell me why it's so
When a man kills his pregnant wife
It becomes a prime time show
If they're living in the high life

They'll change the channel just like that
When they're drowning in the ninth ward
But they're hypnotised by some cat
Who killed a beauty queen in his yard

And I can tell you what I think
But the news just won't admit it
Ooh, Pretty people did it
Yeah, ooh, pretty people did it

Seems murder only lasts a minute
When it's poor or red or black
They always have a way to spin it
When the big chiefs get bushwhacked

If your child goes missing you've got to know
You better put out some flyers
Unless you're rolling in the dough
You won't get much help through the wires

Here's the newsflash, here's the scoop
Here is why your story bit it
Ooh, 'cause pretty people did it
Ooh, pretty people did it
Yeah, ooh, pretty people did it