Ian Anderson - Photo Shop lyrics

A Morris Minor, a café noir – Banana smoothie, snails in a jar. Three dodgy sailors, a girl on skates – A little too muscled from doing weights. A family wedding, a sushi bar – Sand in the Seychelles, karaoke star. Lads on the razzle get lost in love. Paddington station, rain clouds above. The crumpled sheets of a long hot summer. Stored images like an acorn, drop. Squirreled away, but still remembered by the man in the photo shop. Rush hour on Praed Street: behind the gla** – a picture process, in one hour fast. Intimate portraits of topless wives – flashed indiscretions: snap-happy lives.