A vision of me as a star, being pestered by stupid photographers from Heat magazine who just want that killer pic. I am going to have one mother fucker of a home security system!

Paparazzi

(intro, build up)

Camera Flash
Through the window
of this prison I call my home

(filler)

Camera Flash
Disturbs the darkness inside
What do they need
What is this vital information
The seemingly
Need to know

Why do I lie
Hide everything from them
They'll end up finding out
Someday Anyway...

(build up)

(chorus)

Paparazzi
Why do they want to know
Everything there is to know
About me
Paparazzi
Why can't they just leave me
On my own
All alone
To get on with my private life...

(filler)

(solo)

I wonder how much their paid
I bet with all my money
I could top it

Cuz i'm rich now
That makes me hot property
In this world
Of paparazzi
Turning the globe round...

(build up)

(chorus)

Paparazzi
Why do they want to know
Everything there is to know
About me
Paparazzi
Why can't they just leave me
On my own
All alone
To get on with my private life...

(phone voice)

Camera Flash
Bursts with light
My eyes opened
To the rest of the world

(end of phone voice)

(filler)

Paparazzi (echo...)

(filler)

(chorus)

Paparazzi
Why do they want to know
Everything there is to know
About me
Paparazzi
Why can't they just leave me
On my own
All alone
To get on with my private life...

Paparazzi....

YEAH!!

(end)