This one is for the king of Tuesday night You can catch him out walking late Beneath the city lights He'll get the brand new tip on the downtown Arts and life and sights I feel I really know him cause I read of Everything he writes What's he do? He writes for an Indie magazine Free from corporate contributions Reporting from the scene He can say just about anything he wants The king of Tuesday night Gets the latest Moby CD out for review That no one is allowed To hear except the chosen few He has to think up something witty to say Before the next issue is due But it won't be long now Before it's overexposed And no longer in the news He writes for an Indie magazine Free to call it as he sees it First out on the scene He can say just about anything he wants Spends the wee hours staring At the computer screen To immortilize the lives Of those who are gonna dare to dream He knows his publication is the heartbeat Of the streets, Of the streets! He writes for an Indie magazine Free from corporate contributions Reporting from the scene He's free to draw his own opinion In his Indie magazine He can say just about anything he wants The king of Tuesday night Ha