Bad news is come to town And he's walking three feet off the ground And he's ordering another round Bound by his own ideas Lost, doesn't know where she is found Bad news is fighting mad Because he went and lost the biggest prize he ever had And a prizefighter can't be sad When he smiles under golden lights And laughs, taking big life bites again and again Bad news is come to town And he's walking three feet off the ground He's ordering another round Bound by his own ideas Lost, doesn't know where she is found Bad news is fighting mad Because he went and lost the biggest prize he ever had And a prizefighter can't be sad When he smiles under golden lights And laughs, taking big life bites again and again Bad news has come to town [Neil Young Archives Volume II version] Bad news is come to town And he's walking three feet off the ground He's ordering one more round Bound by his own ideas Lost, doesn't know where she is found Bad news is fighting mad He went and lost the biggest prize he had But a prizefighter can't be sad When he smiles under golden lights And laughs, taking big life bites again Bad news is come to town Bound by his own ideas Lost, doesn't know where she is found Bad news is come to town