More News From Nowhere Testo Traduzione Italiana

Warren plucks a little riff at the beginning of each verse on his violin. They're
variations on the following (transcribed for guitar, of course).
I walk into the corner of my room, see my friends in high places
I don't know which is which and whom is whom, they've stolen each other's faces
Janet is there with her high-hatting hair full of bedroom feathers
Janet is known to make dead men groan in any kind of weathers
I crawl over to her, I say hey baby, I say hey Janet
You are the one, you are the sun and I'm your dutiful planet
But she ain't down with any of that, she's heard that shit before
I say ah ha, oh yeah, you're right, cause I see Betty X standing by the door
With more news from nowhere,
More news from nowhere
And it's getting strange in here
Yeah, it gets stranger every year
More news from nowhere, More news from nowhere
Comments and corrections welcomed.