"i am Micheal Caine"

we'll get ya ya ya, we'll get ya, ya, ya

he's walking where
i'm afraid i don't know
i see the fireman jumping
from the windows
there's panic and i hear
somebody scream

he picks up useless paper
and puts it in my pocket
i'm trying very hard
to keep my fingers clean
i can't remember
tell me what's his name

all i wanted was a word
or a photograph to keep at home
and all i wanted was a word
or a photograph to keep

the sun is laughing
it's another broken morning
i see the shadow and call out
to try to warn him
he didn't seem to hear just turned away

the quiet fellow follows
and points his finger straight at you
he had to sacrifice his pride yes
and throw it all away
all i wanted was a word
or a photograph to keep at home
and all i wanted was a word
or a photograph to keep at home
all i wanted was a word
or a photograph to keep at home
and all i wanted was a word
or a photograph to keep at home