Churchillian legs

Hair barely there

Mmm, the harsh truth of the camera eye

Your eyes signal pain

Because of the strain of smiling

The harsh truth of the camera eye

Telling you all

That you never wanted to know

Showing you what

You didn't want shown

My so friendly lens

It zooms into

"The inner you"

And it tells the harsh truth

And nothing but

Laugh with us all now, here

If you can

Then take the pictures home

And scream

Oh, ooh; telling you all

That you never wanted to know

Showing what

You didn't want shown

This photographer

He must have really had it in for you

"Ooh, I don't want

To be judged anymore

I don't want to be judged

I would sooner be Loved

I would sooner be

Just blindly Loved ..."