i am gonna take pictures of you   and there’s nothing on earth you can do    i am gonna take pictures of you   and there’s nothing on earth you can do.      i’ll be kind with the lighting   (don’t you worry now)   i’ll get the contrast fine    (all fade to blue)   i’m good o so good o so good at construing you   and you know i’d be good i’d be good i’d be so good at you       and it’s always sunny in my slides   i cover my walls in pictures of your    motorcycles and skinny fingers   oh your haven’t-been-to-bed-yet eyes.   i depend on my lens just to pickle you perfectly.       i am gonna take pictures of you   so you ought to take pains to be clean (and presentable)   i saw you go with your cap down low   and the strangest of stains on your (how reprehensible)      the women you keep   (those hussies and whores!)   end up on my cutting room floor   (snip snip!)   and you love it you love it i know that you love it you only say no to be cruel   mercy’s the duty of beautiful boys so be good to my celluloid spool      oh you’re a photogenic fool   and i cover my walls with pictures of your   cigarettes and your broken poses   i tried to sing to you once on the 6th of July, last day of school   but you didn’t reply   and my lens is emotionless.         i am gonna take pictures of you   and my shutter’s the fastest around   for sure you’re fair game if you fit in my frame   and your windows are close to the ground.      and do you suppose   (who’d have supposed it?)   that you’re over-exposed   (well i didn’t post it to her)   and i know and i know and i know that you’re in   when the door is ajar and the jar is a bottle of gin.       and no, no hollywood endings here   i cover my walls with pictures of your   endless fry-ups, your skinny women   the changing shade of light on your face at the turn of the year   will add something that probably isn’t there.       i am gonna take pictures of you   cos there’s nothing much else i can do.   i think i have too many pictures of you   but i don’t know what else i can do.      you can scorn or disdain me…   call the police and have them detain me…      but i am gonna take pictures of you   and there’s nothing on earth you can do.