This flat I occupy Hasn't been this warm for weeks And as the colour returns to everywhere Apart from these pallid cheeks And as the cat around my ankles Its tail once more is curled It's big news in a little world And when the single hair, it germinates From the very end of nose I, the stricken carrier Are the only one who knows The direction of that crooked branch Always points and grows Is to the graveyard You see, big news these days Is headlines only when The traffic stops on London Bridge The clock hands on Big Ben Let the flag of the state of loneliness Be finally unfurled Folks, I bring you massive news In this little world ♪ I've never bought into creation And neither God above I've never picked the Good Book up But thank the Lord, I've found some love And as the cold wind of alienation Around my neck, it swirled Carrying big news in a little world I hadn't touched my molars With toothpaste for a week And the cold North Wind was howling It was piercing through my cheeks I was regretting every chocolate bar And cursing every sweet It was January You see, big news these days Is headlines only when The traffic stops on London Bridge The clock hands on Big Ben Let the flag of the state of Loneliness Be finally unfurled Folks, I bring you massive news In this little world