
Family Snapshot Peter Gabriel
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[Verse 1]
The streets are lined with camera crews
Everywhere he goes is news
Today is different, today is not the same
Today I make the action, take snapshot into the light
Snapshot into the light, I'm shooting into the light
[Verse 2]
Four miles down the cavalcade moves on
Driving into the sun
If I worked it out right, they won't see me or the gun
Two miles to go, they're clearing the road
And the cheering has really begun
I've got my radio, I can hear what's going on
[Bridge]
I've been waiting for this
I've been waiting for this
All you people in TV land
I will wake up your empty shells
Peak-time viewing blown in a flash
As I burn into your memory cells
'Cause I'm alive
[Verse 3]
They're coming around the corner
With the bikers at the front
I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes
It's a matter of time, a matter of will
And the governor's car is not far behind
He's not the one I've got in mind
'Cause there he is, the man of the hour
Standing in the limousine
The streets are lined with camera crews
Everywhere he goes is news
Today is different, today is not the same
Today I make the action, take snapshot into the light
Snapshot into the light, I'm shooting into the light
[Verse 2]
Four miles down the cavalcade moves on
Driving into the sun
If I worked it out right, they won't see me or the gun
Two miles to go, they're clearing the road
And the cheering has really begun
I've got my radio, I can hear what's going on
[Bridge]
I've been waiting for this
I've been waiting for this
All you people in TV land
I will wake up your empty shells
Peak-time viewing blown in a flash
As I burn into your memory cells
'Cause I'm alive
[Verse 3]
They're coming around the corner
With the bikers at the front
I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes
It's a matter of time, a matter of will
And the governor's car is not far behind
He's not the one I've got in mind
'Cause there he is, the man of the hour
Standing in the limousine
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