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 glass –

a picture process, in one hour fast.

Intimate portraits of topless wives –

flashed indiscretions: snap-happy lives.