Bad News (Live)

There's a final curtain there's the dotted line No more celebration no rum no brandy no sparkling wine the bad news has arrived it's closing time Put on all your armor march yourself in line swallow all your feelings 'cause it's coming down to hit tonight the bad news has arrived it's closing time Hide your sons and daughters keep their fragile minds let them read the papers but cover up the bold headlines the bad news has arrived the bad news has arrived the bad news has arrived it's closing time