Text: Frank Black And The Catholics. I've Seen Your Picture.
I've seen your picture all over the place
I turn the corner and I see your face
Vehicular billboards reserve you a space
Flashing your smile at the entire human race
I went a ways on the road that I was on
For many days, many nights the miles went on
And still the gaze of your face is carried on
I read the slogans of the sloganeer
I smelled the engines of the engineer
I saw the profits of the profiteer
Put up your picture in the stratosphere
I went a ways on the road that I was on
For many days, many nights the miles went on
And still the gaze of your face is carried on
I went a ways on the road that I was on
And still the gaze of your face is carried
For many days, many nights the miles went on
And still the gaze of your
I went a ways on the
And still the gaze of your face is carried on
I turn the corner and I see your face
Vehicular billboards reserve you a space
Flashing your smile at the entire human race
I went a ways on the road that I was on
For many days, many nights the miles went on
And still the gaze of your face is carried on
I read the slogans of the sloganeer
I smelled the engines of the engineer
I saw the profits of the profiteer
Put up your picture in the stratosphere
I went a ways on the road that I was on
For many days, many nights the miles went on
And still the gaze of your face is carried on
I went a ways on the road that I was on
And still the gaze of your face is carried
For many days, many nights the miles went on
And still the gaze of your
I went a ways on the
And still the gaze of your face is carried on
Frank Black And The Cathol