Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:

Yo, welcome back to the weekly rewind,
Strange news, funny vibes, headlines re-designed.
We rolled through space and time, now it’s Week 39,
So lean in, press play — it’s headline time.

Week 39, the world still spins with weird in its veins,
Anesthetist leaves surgery mid-cut — walks off, drops the chains.
Sunflower grows sky-high in Indiana — record bloom in the yard,
Largest pizza party pulls in crowds — topping count go hard.
Stone-skipping scandal in Scotland — cheating claims fly across lochs,
Fried clam soap becomes a thing — smell of the sea in bars of rock.

Week by week, new vibe, new heat,
Every headline flips, every rhyme repeats,
It’s the news rap flow, truth spun in a song,
If you blink, you’ll miss it — the world moves on.

From OR exits to absurd smells,
We shift flow quick — fast rap tells.

Chain reaction: a wedding crasher mystery solved after four years,
M&Ms spill across New Jersey — candy avalanche, cheers & tears.
Sunflower towering like a giant, petals reaching for the sky,
The world’s mood swings in these odd tales — can’t let them pass by.

Week by week, new vibe, new heat,
Every headline flips, every rhyme repeats,
It’s the news rap flow, truth spun in a song,
If you blink, you’ll miss it — the world moves on.

Clip drip, skip flip, sun high, sky cry,
Soap hope, dope trope, pizza pleeze, cheese squeeze,
Crash dash, mash splash, big splash, stash flash,
Bloom zoom, boom room, spoon moon, tune croon,
Mask task, past glass, sass mass, class pass,
Skip rip, trip slip, crash bash, cash flash.

Back to the real — Scotland’s stone-skipping scandal waves ripples wide,
Sunflower claim reaches Guinness heights, petals ride the tide.
Clam soap novelty smells salty clean — sea meets suds in foam,
Anesthetist exit haunts hospital halls — rumor, chaos roam.

Week by week, new vibe, new heat,
Every headline flips, every rhyme repeats,
It’s the news rap flow, truth spun in a song,
If you blink, you’ll miss it — the world moves on.

That’s Week 39 in the weird, in the wild,
From surgical walks to sunflowers styled,
Fast-rap breaks flick the weird into sound,
News spun in rhyme — let that beat rebound.

Links to related articles:
https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cly65xkz1xko
https://apnews.com/article/sunflower-ukraine-indiana-backyard-guinness-world-record-a31f44168431c3ba5d7886d7e994f1c4
https://www.upi.com/Odd_News/2025/09/15/Guinness-World-Records-largest-pizza-party/7151757965911/
https://www.cbc.ca/radio/asithappens/scotland-stone-skimming-cheating-scandal-1.7636730
https://www.trendhunter.com/trends/fried-clam-soap
https://www.nypost.com/2025/09/12/lifestyle/bride-uncovers-identity-of-wedding-crasher-4-years-later/
https://apnews.com/article/sunflower-ukraine-indiana-backyard-guinness-world-record-a31f44168431c3ba5d7886d7e994f1c4

NewsHop - week 39 of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten, or not :p  https://soundcloud.com/benjo80/sets/newshop

Lyrics:
September spun wild — storms, scandals, and scenes surreal,
Headlines flipped like records, every story had a feel.
So we ride the rhythm, from sky to court to stage,
Ten tales in rhyme, all locked on this page.

Changchun skies lit up with futuristic dreams,
Two flying cars rehearsing tore apart the seams.
Sparks and smoke rained down, the crowd stunned still,
When tomorrow’s transport crashes, it bends our will.
Lisbon’s hills are steep, the rails a historic ride,
But the cable car slipped, tragedy couldn’t hide.
Tourists scattered, sirens wailed in mournful tone,
City of fado now crying for its own.

Oooooo…
Sing the truth, the rise, the fall,
Echo voices, we hear it all.
Storms and trials, songs and scars,
Lift the world beneath the stars.

Typhoon Ragasa stormed, runways drowned in rain,
Thirty-six hours frozen, travelers felt the strain.
Suitcases as pillows, departures in delay,
Nature flexed its power, kept the jets at bay.
Airspace locked tight, controllers hit the switch,
Copenhagen and Oslo caught in drone glitch.
Flights stuck on tarmac, nerves stretched thin,
Man versus machine — who’s gonna win?

Oooooo…

Japan’s beer giant hacked, taps ran dry,
Servers down, production stalled, questions why.
Digital thieves brewed chaos, lines went cold,
In a nation of order, disruption bold.
Seven years silent, the amps gather dust,
Radiohead walks out, fans scream in trust.
London O2 roared as the chords cut deep,
Old ghosts awaken, no one dares sleep.

Oooooo…

Courtroom echoes — Sting faces the past,
Ex-bandmates suing, royalties to outlast.
The Police reunion’s not on the stage,
It’s in legal briefs, with anger as gauge.
Ex-president falls, legacy in chain,
Sarkozy sentenced, law calls his name.
From palaces of power to a prison block,
Justice hit hard like a ticking clock.
Bars of soap scented like fried clams,
Smell of the sea in suburban hands.
Half gag gift, half ocean dream,
We wash in brine — absurd supreme.
Quantico halls heavy with command,
Hundreds of generals at Hegseth’s hand.
New warrior codes, standards laid bare,
Tension thick — history in the air.

Oooooo…

In Virginia the generals gathered, reshaping the standards, the pressure commanded,
With steel in their voices they tightened the choices, the ranks reprimanded.
In China two flying cars clashed in rehearsal, the sparks in the sky turned the dream universal,
The crowd in a gasp as the wreckage collapsed, futuristic hope now reversal.
Typhoon Ragasa shut Hong Kong’s runways, storms in the night turned to long delays,
Travelers stranded, the tension expanded, the city was braced for the heavy waves.
Asahi went dark when the hackers invaded, production was halted, the system degraded,
The taps all ran dry as the servers went shy, Japan in confusion, frustrated.
Radiohead woke up the London crowd, seven years gone but the chords were loud,
The O2 shook with the fever reborn, nostalgia and future in perfect form.
Lisbon’s rails cracked under tragic weight, the funicular’s fall sealed a mournful fate,
Sirens and sorrow cut through the song, a city in mourning the whole night long.
Sarkozy faced the gavel’s call, pride undone by the justice wall,
A president’s fall from power to cell, history rings with the stories it tells.
And Sting fought ghosts of the band he led, courtroom echoes of words unsaid,
The Police in dispute, not on the stage, but tangled in law on a bitter page..

Oooooo…

September’s reel played sharp, no pause,
From generals to typhoons, to courts of laws.
Ten tales in double-time, wrapped in rhyme,
The month was a mixtape — stamped in time...

NewsHop - September of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Week 40, strange and raw —
From comets green to generals’ law.
Blood rains, meteors, squirrels attack,
The headlines wild — we put them on track.

Quantico grounds with the brass in command,
Hegseth hosts generals, the nation takes a stand.
Standards debated, the warrior code tight,
Behind closed doors where the future takes flight.

C/2025 SWAN streaks emerald through the sky,
Astronomers marvel as its orbit passes by.
October lights shimmer, space magic in view,
A comet painted green like a neon hue.

Talks of conflict push fears worldwide,
Expert says “New Zealand, Aussie” — safest to hide.
UK targets listed, the tension runs steep,
The doomsday chatter shakes souls in their sleep.

Hormuz skies cry crimson, scarlet mist falls,
Tourists shocked still — nature shocks all.
They call it “blood rain,” a surreal desert show,
A scarlet storm paints the earth below.

Oooooo…
Green lights, red skies, meteors fall,
Whispers of war, we’ve heard it all.
From generals’ halls to squirrels untamed,
The world is wild, it can’t be framed.

The dragons awake in the October night,
Meteor storms blazing, streaks burning bright.
Radar predicts it, a shower untamed,
The heavens exploding, the sky unchained.

South Africa stunned, a hospital scene,
Cleaner caught hustling human organs obscene.
Placentas for profit, a black-market trade,
A tale so grim it chills when replayed.

Cali folks running from a squirrel gone mad,
Scratching, biting neighbors — the menace is bad.
Rodent rebellion in suburban streets,
Tiny claws striking with a fury that beats.

Missouri nights lit with neon glow,
A worker stole cash, let the register go.
Fed it to slots chasing flashing lights,
But luck never pays back those desperate nights.

Oooooo…

Colonel’s brand drops toothpaste fried,
Brush with gravy? Fans laugh, horrified.
Marketing stunt or flavor crime?
Fast food future gone out of line.

Oklahoma rumors of robot bird fight,
Law bans machines from poultry’s night.
Strangest statute in the legal game,
Robot vs rooster — bizarre by name.

“In Virginia the generals gathered in power, reshaping the rules at a critical hour,
And a comet lit green in October’s view, space reminding us magic is true.
Experts warned of nuclear threat, safe zones whispered where fear is met,
Hormuz rained crimson, skies ran red, a blood-stained desert where legends are fed.
Meteors forecast in dragon flame, streaks of the heavens in glory untamed,
South Africa’s scandal of organs sold, a chilling story in markets cold.
California’s squirrel attacks in the street, neighbors fleeing fast from tiny feet,
While a clerk fed slots with stolen cash, spinning reels until hopes were dashed.
KFC toothpaste made headlines bend, fried chicken flavor with a bathroom end,
And laws wrote rules for robotic hens, week 40 wrapped — where the madness blends.”

Oooooo…

Week 40 — headlines strange and true,
Rap the bizarre, bring the news to you.
From comets to toothpaste, meteors to rain,
We rhyme the chaos, we ride the insane.

Links to related news:
https://www.aljazeera.com/features/2025/10/3/are-internet-rumours-of-a-comet-hurtling-towards-earth-true
https://people.com/newly-discovered-glowing-comet-october-11820850
https://www.ladbible.com/news/world-news/nuclear-war-expert-safest-part-world-live-935633-20251005
https://nypost.com/video/blood-rain-was-not-on-our-2025-bingo-cards-weird-but-true/
https://arxiv.org/abs/2509.25639
https://shepherdexpress.com/puzzles/news-of-the-weird/news-of-the-weird-week-of-october-2-2025/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZnIVkfl4Lo

NewsHop - week 40 of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten...

Lyrics:
Week 41, October flames, Quiet whispers, generals and strange games.
Comets, hoaxes, spies, squirrels, codes — world’s weird in heavy loads.
Let’s ride the headlines hard — double-time, raw flow, here we go.
Quantico called, 800+ generals and admirals in line,
Hegseth laid down new rules, standards sharp, a tightened sign.
Trump joined with veiled threats: “Stay or fall,” future at stake,
The war room shaken, as military brass try not to break. 
65-year-old with a lump that grew sixteen years long,
Russian docs cut it free — benign lipoma in the strong.
Ignored until surgery day, skin stretched, whispers in the crowd,
A mass removed, but the story’s weight still loud. 
Lubbock cops joked, “narcotic horse,” and Ramirez ran in fear,
Mounted units chased him down — absurdity surreal & clear.
He’s charged, they laugh, the chase begins on hoof and law’s grip,
Texas night turns gallop scene — comedy in every slip. 
Yaz Chapman, Portsmouth mother, eating cigarette papers day by day,
Four sheets at a time she rips, swallowing weird cravings on display.
Doctors nod at pica’s hold, strange consumption out of norm,
Crushed chalk, paper cravings swirl — a hunger beyond the storm. 

Oooooo …
Sky crack, halls echo, war calls,
Beasts bite, minds fight, sensor walls.
Cosmic dust in night, tumors cut, twilight.
We ride through the noise — truth in flight.

San Rafael streets, mean squirrels out of the woodwork creep,
Claws in skin, posts on poles, warnings for all to see & weep.
Wildlife emboldened when humans feed, the bite grows bold,
In suburban calm, rodent rage reveals a story told. 
Teaching assistant sprays stink mimic in Florence school halls,
Nausea, chaos follow as staff scramble down the halls.
$55,000 later, they hunt the culprit in silly war,
What starts as smell becomes a fight worth much more. 
In Shizuoka a man steals 50 fire hose nozzles, odd haul,
Police scratch heads – why hold them? No resale, no reason at all.
Public risk looms when nozzles vanish from the streets,
An absurd heist nobody can really piece. 
King Atehene, Kofi Offeh, tribe asked to move, refused,
Thrown to council land, legal fight born, ancestral rights abused.
Relocations turned battlelines over fence and ancient claim,
Council ups legal heat — this land war’s no tame game. 

Oooooo …

Holiday Inn drops aroma alarms: coffee, bacon, muffins wake,
Vacant rooms in Asia smell-wake clocks with scents that quake.
Sniff-wake mornings made real in hotels far and wide,
Wake up with smell, mind tricked, time on scented tide. 
Draconid meteors set to blaze, Oct 8 gets night’s sky lit,
Radar forecasts predict a storm of streaks in cosmic fit.
Dust trails from 2005 & 2012 collide, northern skies may glow,
Observers wait with eyes up, to catch the meteor flow. 
Power, Tower, Hour, Devour, Honor, Order, Border, Caller, Soldier, Roller,
Metal, Settle, Rebel, Level, Heavy, Steady, Ready, Deadly, Federal, Medal,
Growth, Loathe, Both, Wrote, Cut, Gut, Trust, Rust, Skin, Thin, Win, Spin,
Patient, Station, Nation, Operation, Elation, Salvation, Liberation,
Hoof, Proof, Roof, Goof, Run, Gun, Fun, Son, Dumb, Come, Drum,
Lasso, Loco, Solo, Logo, Echo, Shadow, Meadow, Follow,
Paper, Vapor, Taper, Shaper, Craver, Flavor, Savior, Behavior,
Chew, Blue, Glue, True, New, Cue, View, Through,
Scratch, Catch, Snatch, Patch, Match, Clash, Bash, Dash,
Tree, Free, See, Me, Flea, Key, Be, Pee,
Smell, Yell, Hell, Bell, Fell, Tell, Spell, Cell,
School, Fool, Rule, Tool, Pool, Cool, Mule, Drool,
Steal, Reel, Feel, Deal, Peel, Seal, Appeal,
Fire, Wire, Tire, Higher, Flyer, Buyer, Sire, Liar,
King, Ring, Bring, Swing, Sting, Thing, Wing,
Land, Stand, Hand, Grand, Band, Sand, Command,
Wake, Bake, Shake, Make, Take, Cake, Fake, Break,
Scent, Rent, Bent, Lent, Sent, Spent, Intent, Event,
Flash, Dash, Clash, Crash, Smash, Splash, Ash,
Night, Light, Flight, Sight, Right, Tight, Bright, Height.

Oooooo …

NewsHop - week 41 of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

NO KINGs special this week... (all links to the stories are under the lyrics)

Lyrics:
Week 42, the streets ignite,
Crowds in colors, justice in sight.
From Amsterdam rain to L.A. fire,
Kings fall down, the people rise higher.

Amsterdam’s glow turned gray in the crowd’s dismay,
Orange flags down, the chants won’t fade away.
Smoke bombs, anger, the councils shake,
Six arrests made — the system quake.
Amersfoort tense, Hoorn on edge,
Locals draw lines, they make their pledge.
“AZC weg ermee” — voices collide,
Freedom and fear on opposite sides.

Madagascar youth, fists high to the moon,
Peru to Rabat, same global tune.
Tired of the silence, broke and confined,
Gen Z demands: “Redesign humankind.”
Hashtags blazing, banners alive,
Digital dreams keep hope to survive.
Climate, corruption, inequality’s sting,
New century calls for a different king.

Ooooo — voices high, hearts collide,
Under stars, through streets worldwide.
Chains unmade, a new song rings,
Crowns fall silent — we wear our wings.

Quarter-million strong, red flags in flight,
Gaza’s name shouted through Dutch night.
Paris, Berlin, London replied,
When one city roared, ten others cried.
Solidarity woven through chants and signs,
Crowds turned avenues into living lines.
Drums beat heavy, a single demand,
Peace for the people across every land.

In Japan, a man steals fifty hose nozzles overnight,
Police still baffled, motive out of sight.
A Bolivian mayor declared his llama the new “chief of cheer,”
Voters agreed — democracy’s weird frontier.
An Aussie pub banned clowns for “disrupting the bar,”
After balloon fights and a spilled guitar.
Kenyan goats painted pink for a wedding scene,
World spins stranger than it’s ever been.

Ooooo ...

From Boston to D.C., the banners burned gold in the light,
“No Kings, no crowns!” echoed deep through the night.
Old statues faced chants, the crowd refused to yield,
Voices for the people, fists high in the field.
Atlanta’s streets thundered, drums hit the dawn,
They said, “We built the throne — now the throne is gone.”
Freedom’s anthem twisted in a rebel’s song,
Marchers moving steady, ten thousand strong.

L.A. lit flares near the City Hall gate,
Wall Street heard chants ’bout equality and fate.
From Chicago to Portland, same fire, same wings —
This week the people shouted loud: No Kings

Boston, Houston, Detroit, Chicago, D.C., Philly, Austin,
L.A., Portland, Denver, Seattle, Atlanta, Miami, Boston,
Amsterdam, Berlin, Paris, Rabat, Lima, Manila, Nairobi,
London, Lisbon, Cape Town, Sydney, Seoul, Tokyo — global lobby.
March, shout, rise, burn, truth, learn, turn, yearn,
No Kings, no crowns, people, found, hands up, ground, sound, bound.

Ooooo ...

Week 42, rebellion sung,
The young, the brave, the loud, the unsung.
From protest lines to cosmic things,
The message clear: NO MORE KINGS !

LINKS:
https://www.reuters.com/sustainability/sustainable-switch-gen-z-protests-spread-across-globe-2025-10-02/
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2025/oct/17/gen-z-victory-young-protesters-toppled-madagascar-leader
https://nltimes.nl/2025/10/01/six-arrested-amersfoort-asylum-protest-also-unrest-hoorn
https://www.nltimes.nl/2025/09/27/five-dutch-asylum-centers-cancel-open-days-amid-violent-protests
https://www.reuters.com/world/middle-east/hundreds-thousands-protest-amsterdam-against-gaza-war-2025-10-05/
https://www.dutchnews.nl/2025/10/hundreds-gather-for-amsterdams-second-no-kings-protest/
https://shepherdexpress.com/puzzles/news-of-the-weird/news-of-the-weird-week-of-october-2-2025/
https://shepherdexpress.com/puzzles/news-of-the-weird/news-of-the-weird-week-of-october-9-2025/

NewsHop - week 42 of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Snap your fingers, feel the street pulse,
City lights flicker, ghosts in waltz.
From the alley to the skyline’s ring,
Hear the clash — the world’s undoing.

In Athens the sirens blared, workers struck for thirteen-hour days,
Greek ferries still, the city still, revolt in ancient ways.
Meanwhile in Stockholm a phantom bus roams out at night,
No driver seen, no ticket beep — just headlights in moonlight.

Beijing time cracked — China says the USA hacked their clock,
“42 cyber-tools” in the night — watch your seconds tick and drop.
In Manila students walked out, corruption’s smell in the hall,
They painted walls with truth and spite, university doors fall.

Click-clack shoes on the cobblestone floor,
Ghosts get paid when the crowd wants more.
Zombies in tuxedos snap to the tune,
Saxophones wail under pumpkin moon.
Spirits sippin’ coffee in a late-night bar,
Jazz hands shimmer where the weird folks are.
Laugh through the chaos, hum through the fright,
World gone spooky — we swing through the night!

In Dublin flames rose, asylum centre in the glare,
Flares, bottles, chaos mix — “Us first!” the angry air.
In Paris the “Block Everything” folks chanted, disrupted pay and plan,
Strikes and sit-ins in the metro, French revolt wears no mask or scan.

In Tokyo a museum’s hall whispered footsteps in dark rooms,
Ghost tours booked out, lights flicker, horror hums in old tombs.
And in Portland, Oregon — yes USA but this one playful chill —
Costumed frogs and dinosaur suits protest with weird skill.

Click-clack shoes on the cobblestone floor...

A comet trails above the desert, meteors ready to rain,
Radar spies the Draconids, midnight sky to terrify the brain.
In San Marino’s vampire museum, horns and hooves in the night,
Krampus glare behind the glass — you might not sleep just right.

In Budapest they find ritual marks in castles old and worn,
Daisy wheels, hexafoils, walls cursed since early morn.
And in Lima the water riots broke out — pipes dry, maps soaked,
Residents in colourful chaos, hope and anger provoked.

strike, night, myth, fright,
frog, mask, protest, last,
time, crime, ghost, host,
comet, rocket, drip, flip,
blocks, knocks, clocks, shocks,
riot, diet, shout, pout,
crawl, shawl, wall, fall,
growl, howl, owl, prowl.

Click-clack shoes on the cobblestone floor...

Week 43 rolled in with a grin and a shiver,
Ghosts of systems, clocks a-twitchin’, the world’s got a quiver.
Protests, devils, meteor trails and mask parades,
We ride the weird, we drop the beat — the rap crusade.

Links to the stories:
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2025/oct/01/general-strike-against-13-hour-day-brings-greece-to-a-halt
https://www.reuters.com/world/europe/european-protesters-block-traffic-vandalise-shops-after-gaza-aid-flotilla-2025-10-02/
https://arxiv.org/abs/2509.25639
https://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/October_2025_No_Kings_protests
https://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/2025_Philippine_anti-corruption_protests

NewsHop - week 43 of 2025

Like boom it’s Doom

00:19
I stepped in to the room and like boom it’s Doom,
Record selector switch the song way too soon
Somebody lost track of the groom 
Bride standing there crying it was way too soon 
Pa panicked and drop 
Somebody give us room
She was way to young 
A shorty lost in bloom
No weddings just funeral in this June 
No Sunday shinny instead it’s gloom

You can feel it in this banging tune
I’m digging so deep for the right food to prune
Giving you exactly what you need
Being making hits in my head since a little seed
So get up get up and push a step or 2
Acknowledge my presence so I can see it u 
A mask or 2 to hide a few
Gimme air mic breath and space to continue 

01:37
So what’s up yo what’s the situation 
Mad hate some love spread across the nation 
Just Tell me exactly what u facing
Some lost in deep dark spaces pacing
Heart rhythms that fit this beat
You can choose to run and thus face defeat 
What it takes to feel complete 
At least you ran not just to compete

01:55
Its like that and that’s the way this story goes
Rhymes for order just so u can hurl some blows
To all foes who do oppose 
They do shows high up bleeders
To run a bloody nose



Yeah
And that most certainly is a wrap 
You know we out here
Doing what we do do
Each day every day

But it’s cool cause it’s for me and U 


Chorus 
I cud I cud give u 1 line fella

I cud I cud give u 1 line fella

I cud I cud give u 1 line fella

I cud I cud give u 1 line fella

Description
Like Boom It’s Doom hits like a dusty vinyl spinning truth through cracked speakers… a raw throwback to 90s hip-hop when rhyme was blood sport and beats were gospel. Jah-Femi steps into the cipher with bars that balance street realism and philosophy, spitting verses carved from rhythm and rebellion. Every line carries pulse and purpose, reviving the golden age with modern clarity… an anthem for thinkers who still nod to boom-bap soul.

Like boom it’s Doom

Please also check - the video of the track :p https://youtu.be/aGvnC8rRg04

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
October’s wind blows through the East Wing halls,
The files locked down, the system stalls.
Ice raids, midnight courts, the gloves come off,
While the promises vanish, the headlines scoff.
Venezuela whispers of regime change in code,
Boats struck in the Pacific, the story’s flowed.
Shutdown looms, 42 m will lose their meal,
Food stamps frozen while the elites deal.

Release the files, let the secrets fly,
No more shadows, no more alibi.
Stop the false-flags, end the hunger game,
Food stamps broken but the power’s the same.
We want the truth, not a staged show,
MAGA masks off, let the light glow.
Epstein files open, dust off the lie,
White House whispers fade — we testify.

White House claims: “We fight cartels, protect the land,”
But the dossiers sit sealed, the people demand.
MAGA chants echo: “Justice delayed, not denied,”
Yet the towers of power hush what they hide.
SNAP funds vanish, hunger’s creeping in,
While the Capitol passes motions thin.
Drug-boat strikes kill in the Caribbean night,
Is it drugs or war? The cover-ups blight.

Release the files, let the secrets fly,

“They say we’re at war with cartels but hide the Epstein trove,
Ships sink in darkness off Venezuela’s coast while the White House holds the glove.
SNAP benefits drip away for millions who wait at the door,
Meanwhile the MAGA squad marches loud but won’t open the vault anymore.
The aircraft carrier sails into the Caribbean blue, bulls-eye on Maduro’s view,
But the files of power stay buried deep — who decides what we get to view?
False flags fly high in the midnight air, hunger’s shadow over the state,
We demand disclosure, transparency now — no more silence on the plate.”

Release the files, let the secrets fly,..

Freedom rings hollow when the budget fails,
Agencies furloughed, democracy pales.
The Senate blocks debates, the republic’s drained,
While the facts stay silent, the distrust remains.
From Washington’s rounds to Latin waves,
The story’s global, the power engraves.
The screams for truth cut sharper than bombs,
October’s stage loaded — the cover-up bombs.

October’s tale ripped open the seams,
Cover-ups, hunger, military dreams.
We rap the truth that they keep in the dark,
Let the files fly, let the people spark.

Links to the stories:
https://oversight.house.gov/release/oversight-committee-releases-records-provided-by-the-epstein-estate-chairman-comer-provides-statement/
https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025/oct/22/pam-bondi-epstein-files-robert-garcia
https://www.reuters.com/world/us/some-federal-law-enforcement-receive-pay-during-government-shutdown-2025-10-16/
https://www.reuters.com/legal/government/trumps-war-left-inside-plan-investigate-liberal-groups-2025-10-09/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2025_United_States_federal_government_shutdown

NewsHop - October of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Glow the jack-o-lanterns, midnight on the street,
Ghosts in city alleys, dance with our heartbeat.
Laugh at the shadows, hear the midnight ring,
Trick or treat worldwide — let the weirdness sing.

In Los Angeles a comedian scares her boyfriend each dawn,
Five morning costumes—clown, Jigsaw, Edward Scissor-arms drawn.
He wakes with terror, she grins in delight, viral for the fright.
That’s US Halloween play, twisted fun under daylight.
In Paris the “Red Balloon” stunt creeps across the metro line,
Pennywise pop-ups in Madrid, Singapore, Sydney night so fine.
Five continents gasped, horror marketing gone global wide,
Scare-tourists love the jump-scare, photo-bombing the vibe.

Boo in the groove, moonlight moves,
Ghosts got rhythm and the witches approve.
Snap with the bats, shake with the ghouls,
Freaks on the beat, yeah we bend all the rules.
Trick, treat, heartbeat boom,
Pumpkin bass drops fill the room.
Laugh through the fear, groove through the fright,
Halloween worldwide — we own the night!

On the Isle of Man the “original Halloween” holds bonfires by the sea,
Turnip lanterns, ghost dog tails, folklore runs free.
Castletown’s Witches Mill whispers secrets of the night,
Haunted bridges, fairy legend scenes—haunt your mind till daylight.
In Glasgow a carnival moves its location, spook factor turned up three,
Spooktacular by the Clyde, rides and ghouls by the quay.
Families flock to Ferris-wheels under spectre light,
Creepy giggles, ghostly fog—October’s prime delight.

Boo in the groove, moonlight moves,
Ghosts got rhythm and the witches approve.
Snap with the bats, shake with the ghouls,
Freaks on the beat, yeah we bend all the rules.
Trick, treat, heartbeat boom,
Pumpkin bass drops fill the room.
Laugh through the fear, groove through the fright,
Halloween worldwide — we own the night!

Costume change every morning, from clown to puppet terror, love and horror fused in daylight,
Red balloons drifting over five continents, Pennywise smiled at you but said ‘goodnight’.
Turnips carved on isle of myth, fairy bridges whisper in the dusk, ancient spirits dance on the sea,
Glasgow’s carnival moves to riverside, ghosts ride rollercoasters with kids in glee.”

Boo in the groove, moonlight moves,
Ghosts got rhythm and the witches approve.
Snap with the bats, shake with the ghouls,
Freaks on the beat, yeah we bend all the rules.
Trick, treat, heartbeat boom,
Pumpkin bass drops fill the room.
Laugh through the fear, groove through the fright,
Halloween worldwide — we own the night!

Week 44 spun its ghost tale—funny freaked, globally scaled.
From LA wake-ups, to mythic isles, to clowns in Paris-miles.
We laugh at the fright, we join the light,
Halloween’s global rap—spooky, silly, tight.


Links:
https://people.com/woman-wakes-up-boyfriend-in-halloween-costumes-exclusive-11840299
https://ew.com/pennywise-pops-up-globally-to-scare-up-some-welcome-to-derry-viewers-11835406
https://www.thesun.ie/sun-club/15938441/travel-halloween-aer-lingus-island-dublin-flights/
https://www.thescottishsun.co.uk/money/15267113/major-halloween-carnival-new-glasgow-location/

NewsHop - week 44 of 2025

Those special headlines which did not get the attention they may should have gotten ... or not :p

- - - all related articles can be found below the lyrics - - -

The lyrics of this week:
Yeah, week 45, where the comets hide and the headlines twist,
Where kangaroos rob banks and vending dreams persist.
From Delhi’s rats to haunted doors in the States,
We orbit the strange — where fate speculates.

3i/ATLAS hides behind the solar glare,
Earth’s eyes blind while it rounds the flare.
Alien whispers in the journal scans,
Gas tail growing, mysteries in our hands.
A spacecraft or a roam-of-stars? The speculation stands.
In Australia, a kangaroo hop-robber steals the stage,
Pouches and hops, bank teller in rage.
In India Delhi’s rats outrun the metro’s lights,
Passengers duck, chaos in the nights.

[CHORUS]
Stars go blink, Earth holds its breath,
Laugh at the void, we flirt with death.
Ghosts and clowns in cosmic run,
Life gets wild when you hide from the Sun!
Fly the comet, twist the night,
Hidden behind the Sun, out of sight.
Wide-world weird, let the truth take flight,
Week 45’s loco dance under moonlight.

In Brazil the Amazon’s mirror got burned by viral dare,
Influencers live-stream flames while tribes stop and stare.
In Japan a vending machine dispenses socks that smell like sushi roll,
Tourists snap the odd, viral goes full troll.
In the U.S., Wisconsin’s haunted hotel offers ghost tours at dawn,
Guests pay extra just to scream when the lights go on.
Week 45 spins weird like a carnival gone wrong,
Laugh-creep mix, world singing its off-beat song.

[CHORUS]
Stars go blink, Earth holds its breath...

space, chase, tail, veil,
sun, run, hidden, forbidden,
roar, floor, mars, stars,
hops, flops, banks, tanks,
rats, mats, tracks, packs,
burn, yearn, live, dive,
socks, shocks, rolls, trolls,
ghosts, hosts, fears, cheers.

[CHORUS]
Stars go blink, Earth holds its breath...

Week 45 spun cosmic and local odd,
From interstellar comets to vending machine fraud.
We rap the weird, we track the strange,
Next week we ride new headlines in range.

the links to the stories:
https://www.esa.int/Science_Exploration/Space_Science/Comet_3I_ATLAS_frequently_asked_questions
https://www.space.com/astronomy/comets/you-wont-see-interstellar-comet-3i-atlas-zoom-closest-to-the-sun-on-oct-30-but-these-spacecraft-will
https://www.livescience.com/space/comets/astronomer-reveals-first-look-at-comet-3i-atlas-as-it-reappears-from-behind-the-sun
https://www.chron.com/news/space/article/3i-atlas-interstellar-comet-21128581.php
https://people.com/3i-atlas-comet-could-be-alien-technology-harvard-professor-argues-11782278
https://shepherdexpress.com/puzzles/news-of-the-weird/news-of-the-weird-week-of-october-23-2025/
https://probrainrot.com/bizarre-oddball-news/unusual-news-october-2025/

NewsHop - week 45 of 2025

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