Paparazzi on Mopeds The Cranberries

As I lie here in the bathtub
I ponder
And I wonder why did they take her
And squeeze her life away

Paparazzi on mopeds
Fresh air in their heads
Paparazzi on mopeds
Cotton wool balls in their heads

So ugly, so ugly
Why, you just can't justify
So ugly, so ugly
Why, they even watched her die
So ugly, so ugly
Why?

Who was to blame
Was there too much champagne or wine?
It could've been fine

Still I knew about déjà vu
Another celebrity dies
And it still mystifies the people
Another icon is destroyed