Hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello
You never listen to a word that I said
You only see 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
Oh, 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
It's 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
Public image
Goodbye
