We paint the wings of an airplane, a piece of the sea, the old town
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And in the picture I or she, the other is holding a camera
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As if it's terribly comical, to be where we're not usually
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We grin at the camera like those stupid Americans who say 'cheese
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And for us, the sea, the south, the mountains as a photo wallpaper of a distant world
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And the pale faces, burned by the flash, prove we were there
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We were here and there, here and there, here and there, here and there
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We were here and there, here and there
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Demonstration of idyll, walking all day, pack for outside
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When we get home from a distant world
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No one will get away with a kind clinch
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In front of a full inch screen
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We paint barefoot natives, who don’t care about money
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Hold the appliance firmly, the locals can't believe it
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As if it's terribly comical, to be where we're not usually
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We grin at the camera like those stupid Americans who say 'cheese
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And for us, the sea, the south, the mountains as a photo wallpaper of a distant world
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And the pale faces, burned by the flash, prove we were there
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We were here and there, here and there, here and there, here and there
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We were here and there, here and there
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And then here and there
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We were here and there, here and there, here and there, here and there
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We were here and there, here and there |