Hello, hello, hello (ha, ha, ha)



You never listen to a word that I said

You only seen me

For the clothes that I wear

Or did the interest go so much deeper

It must have been

The colour of my hair



The Public Image



What you wanted was never made clear

Behind the image was ignorance and fear

You hide behind this public machine

Still follow same old scheme



Public Image



Two sides to every story

Somebody had to stop me

I'm not the same as when I began

I will not be treated as property



Public Image



Two sides to every story

Somebody had to stop me

I'm not the same as when I began

Its not a game of monopoly



Public image



Public image

You got what you wanted

The public image belongs to me

It's my entrance

My own creation

My grand finale

My goodbye



Public image

Goodbye