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In the world today, so few things are sure Obscurity exists, you're gonna end up dying But there is one place, where the truth is always pure And it's found amidst your urge for impulse buying Tabloids are the prophets of the twenty-first century They tell you what's going on and do so exceptionally They predict the future and can heal the common cold They aren't working cuz we think that "TIME" is the real gold Noah had dinosaurs with him on the ark The world is gonna end today, no tomorrow This celebrity is gay, they saw him in the park Drinking tea made of this herb will counteract sorrow The Sun, the Star, Examiner and all of the others The people working there are trying to save us all I know that these stories seem crazy, but you gotta believe em You gonna be ready when the seventh trumpet calls? Tabloids are the prophets of the twenty-first century They tell you what's going on and do so exceptionally They predict the future and can heal the common cold They aren't working cuz we think that "TIME" is the real gold Solo Letras de canciones Tabloids are the prophets of the twenty-first century They tell you what's going on and do so exceptionally They predict the future and can heal the common cold They aren't working cuz we think that "TIME" is the real gold Tabloids are the prophets of the twenty-first century They tell you what's going on and do so exceptionally They predict the future and can heal the common cold They aren't working cuz we think that "TIME" is the real gold From Letras Mania