Pretty People - Billy Bob Thornton

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