Have you heard the stories being spread along my street? Well I'm getting tired of being judged by people that I meet, At night I never get to sleep for the voices in my mind, The words that they are saying are more than just unkind
'Cos it's all Vicious Rumours None of it is true, It's all Vicious Rumours Well, no-one believes you.
Go and read the headlines of the local daily news, But don't be taken in by other peoples views, The police have told the public that there's money in my head, The footsteps in my hallway at night, keep me awake in bed.
'Cos it's al Vicious Rumours All your words are lies It's all Vicious Rumours I can see it in your eyes!
Have you heard the rumours along your street?
Have you seen my picture being flashed upon your screen? A three-piece-suit reporter's there, recording where I've been, They're accurate in the details, that they thought up in their heads The night they say I shot her, I was knobbing away in bed.
'Cos having Vicious Rumours spread about you ain't no fun, But they can't prove I done it, If they never find my gun!