Every Picture Tells a Story — Georgia Satellites

Spent some time feelin inferior

Standin in front of my mirror

Combed my hair in a thousand ways

But I came out lookin just the same

Daddy said "son you better see the world

I wouldnt blame you if you wanted to leave.

But remember one thing dont lose your head

To a woman thatll spend your bread"

So I got out

Paris was a place you could hide away

If you thought you didnt fit in

French police wouldnt give me no peace,

Just claimed I was a nasty person

Down along the left bank, minding my own,

Was knocked down by a human stampede

Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot

When all I wanted was a cup of tea

I was accused

Down in rome I wasnt getting enought

Of the things that keep a young man alive

My body stunk but I kept my funk at a time