| Song | Keep Your Picture Clear |
| Artist | Tom McRae |
| Album | King Of Cards |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling | |
| Was I gone for long or did | |
| I just flick the switch | |
| Across the street, away from me | |
| A man is singing sympathy for the devil | |
| And he’s getting all the words wrong | |
| His newspaper flies desperately | |
| But words aren’t wings like gravity | |
| They’ll keep you here | |
| It’s a theory to subscribe to | |
| But you know you’re being lied to | |
| So keep your picture clear | |
| Stay awake, the lines are drawn | |
| You’re never right until you’re wrong in the eyes of the world | |
| And a picture tells a thousand lies | |
| Little dots in black and white, you’ve no idea | |
| The strongest will survive | |
| But it’s the scum that always rises | |
| So keep your picture clear | |
| You talk just like a diplomat | |
| But hide the gun behind your back | |
| And leaders need a bloody war | |
| Congratulations this is yours | |
| Looking through the history books | |
| Of liars, cheats and pretty crooks | |
| They’ll print your picture clear | |
| So close another file | |
| Of revolution turned to style | |
| We’re so tired of walking blind | |
| Growing fat in hungry times | |
| Keep your picture clear |
| Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling | |
| Was I gone for long or did | |
| I just flick the switch | |
| Across the street, away from me | |
| A man is singing sympathy for the devil | |
| And he' s getting all the words wrong | |
| His newspaper flies desperately | |
| But words aren' t wings like gravity | |
| They' ll keep you here | |
| It' s a theory to subscribe to | |
| But you know you' re being lied to | |
| So keep your picture clear | |
| Stay awake, the lines are drawn | |
| You' re never right until you' re wrong in the eyes of the world | |
| And a picture tells a thousand lies | |
| Little dots in black and white, you' ve no idea | |
| The strongest will survive | |
| But it' s the scum that always rises | |
| So keep your picture clear | |
| You talk just like a diplomat | |
| But hide the gun behind your back | |
| And leaders need a bloody war | |
| Congratulations this is yours | |
| Looking through the history books | |
| Of liars, cheats and pretty crooks | |
| They' ll print your picture clear | |
| So close another file | |
| Of revolution turned to style | |
| We' re so tired of walking blind | |
| Growing fat in hungry times | |
| Keep your picture clear |
| Here I go, back again, sliding off the ceiling | |
| Was I gone for long or did | |
| I just flick the switch | |
| Across the street, away from me | |
| A man is singing sympathy for the devil | |
| And he' s getting all the words wrong | |
| His newspaper flies desperately | |
| But words aren' t wings like gravity | |
| They' ll keep you here | |
| It' s a theory to subscribe to | |
| But you know you' re being lied to | |
| So keep your picture clear | |
| Stay awake, the lines are drawn | |
| You' re never right until you' re wrong in the eyes of the world | |
| And a picture tells a thousand lies | |
| Little dots in black and white, you' ve no idea | |
| The strongest will survive | |
| But it' s the scum that always rises | |
| So keep your picture clear | |
| You talk just like a diplomat | |
| But hide the gun behind your back | |
| And leaders need a bloody war | |
| Congratulations this is yours | |
| Looking through the history books | |
| Of liars, cheats and pretty crooks | |
| They' ll print your picture clear | |
| So close another file | |
| Of revolution turned to style | |
| We' re so tired of walking blind | |
| Growing fat in hungry times | |
| Keep your picture clear |