Hello, hello, hello (ha, ha, ha) You never listen to a word that I said You only seen me For the clothes that I wear Or did the interest go so much deeper It must have been The colour of my hair The Public Image What you wanted was never made clear Behind the image was ignorance and fear You hide behind this public machine Still follow same old scheme Public Image Two sides to every story Somebody had to stop me I'm not the same as when I began I will not be treated as property Public Image Two sides to every story Somebody had to stop me I'm not the same as when I began Its not a game of monopoly Public image Public image You got what you wanted The public image belongs to me It's my entrance My own creation My grand finale My goodbye Public image Goodbye