Public Image - Live

Lyrics for Public Image - Live

You never listen to a word that I say You always take me for the clothes that I wear Only thing you know is to cut so much deeper It must have been the color of my hair The public image What you wanted was never made clear Behind the image was a disrepair You hide behind this public machine Still following the same old scheme The public image The public image, you got what you wanted The public image no longer serves me It's my hatred, it's my own creation My grand finale, my grandpa The public image