PiL)



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

Imust have been

The colour of my hair



CHORUS

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



CHORUS



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



CHORUS



Public image you got what you wanted

Public image belongs to me

It's my entrance

My own creation

My grand finale

My goodbye

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