Song | Keep Your Picture Clear |
Artist | Tom McRae |
Album | King Of Cards |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling | |
Was I gone for long or did | |
I just flick the switch | |
Across the street, away from me | |
A man is singing sympathy for the devil | |
And he’s getting all the words wrong | |
His newspaper flies desperately | |
But words aren’t wings like gravity | |
They’ll keep you here | |
It’s a theory to subscribe to | |
But you know you’re being lied to | |
So keep your picture clear | |
Stay awake, the lines are drawn | |
You’re never right until you’re wrong in the eyes of the world | |
And a picture tells a thousand lies | |
Little dots in black and white, you’ve no idea | |
The strongest will survive | |
But it’s the scum that always rises | |
So keep your picture clear | |
You talk just like a diplomat | |
But hide the gun behind your back | |
And leaders need a bloody war | |
Congratulations this is yours | |
Looking through the history books | |
Of liars, cheats and pretty crooks | |
They’ll print your picture clear | |
So close another file | |
Of revolution turned to style | |
We’re so tired of walking blind | |
Growing fat in hungry times | |
Keep your picture clear |
Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling | |
Was I gone for long or did | |
I just flick the switch | |
Across the street, away from me | |
A man is singing sympathy for the devil | |
And he' s getting all the words wrong | |
His newspaper flies desperately | |
But words aren' t wings like gravity | |
They' ll keep you here | |
It' s a theory to subscribe to | |
But you know you' re being lied to | |
So keep your picture clear | |
Stay awake, the lines are drawn | |
You' re never right until you' re wrong in the eyes of the world | |
And a picture tells a thousand lies | |
Little dots in black and white, you' ve no idea | |
The strongest will survive | |
But it' s the scum that always rises | |
So keep your picture clear | |
You talk just like a diplomat | |
But hide the gun behind your back | |
And leaders need a bloody war | |
Congratulations this is yours | |
Looking through the history books | |
Of liars, cheats and pretty crooks | |
They' ll print your picture clear | |
So close another file | |
Of revolution turned to style | |
We' re so tired of walking blind | |
Growing fat in hungry times | |
Keep your picture clear |
Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling | |
Was I gone for long or did | |
I just flick the switch | |
Across the street, away from me | |
A man is singing sympathy for the devil | |
And he' s getting all the words wrong | |
His newspaper flies desperately | |
But words aren' t wings like gravity | |
They' ll keep you here | |
It' s a theory to subscribe to | |
But you know you' re being lied to | |
So keep your picture clear | |
Stay awake, the lines are drawn | |
You' re never right until you' re wrong in the eyes of the world | |
And a picture tells a thousand lies | |
Little dots in black and white, you' ve no idea | |
The strongest will survive | |
But it' s the scum that always rises | |
So keep your picture clear | |
You talk just like a diplomat | |
But hide the gun behind your back | |
And leaders need a bloody war | |
Congratulations this is yours | |
Looking through the history books | |
Of liars, cheats and pretty crooks | |
They' ll print your picture clear | |
So close another file | |
Of revolution turned to style | |
We' re so tired of walking blind | |
Growing fat in hungry times | |
Keep your picture clear |