Under Wraps #2 — текст песни (Jethro Tull)

Paparazzi

Paparazzi, can`t make the man.
Paparazzi, can`t break the man.

Next to the transit lounge
see the Paparazzi tears.
No-one came in today
from Boston or Tangiers.
And in departures ---
only faceless trippers trip,
loaded with duty free
held in white knuckle grip.

Snap it up, flash away ---
steal a camel for a day.
Break the story in heavy type ---
the news is running late tonight.

Be-decked with Nikon necklaces
hear the Paparazzi cries.
Under their noses walk
the famous in disguise.
Conspicuously huddled there
but no-one stops to look.
They`ve got their crayons out
to colour in the book.

Snap it up, flash away ---
steal a camel for a day.
Break the story in heavy type ---
Paparazzi won`t be home tonight.

Paparazzi --- write it down.
Paparazzi --- turn it around.
Paparazzi --- take it, fake it,
break it.
`Cos it`s a story.
Now someone`s cut the lines
communication`s down.
All photo film is fogged.
Celebrities surround
and jab their fingers at me.
They kiss but I can`t tell.
Even poor Paparazzi
must have privacy as well.

Snap it up, flash away ---
steal a camel for a day.
Break the story in heavy type ---
the news is running late tonight.

Snap it up, flash away ---
steal a camel for a day.
Break the story in heavy type ---
Paparazzi won`t be home tonight.