Famous People (Jake Thackray)

You are unwise to think we love you.
You are unwise to imagine you are dear.
You are unwise, you always were,
How could you fail to notice that your paradise is here?
Your paradise, you famous people,
Your paradise is to think that we should care.
You are unwise, you always were,
All that you'll ever mean will be a statue in a square.

For the eyes and admiration of the common people who
You never in your lifetime ever liked or ever knew.
They will swarm and jostle by, never looking as they pass,
They'll only ever stop to strike their matches on your arse.

You are unwise to think we love you.
You are unwise to imagine you are dear.
You are unwise, you always were,
How could you fail to notice that your paradise is here?
Your paradise, you famous people,
Your paradise is fondling your fame.
You are unwise, you always were,
Think of all the bright-eyed children who will have to learn your name.

Memorising in the morning what you did and when and where
And in the afternoon they will rush out into your square.
They will swing upon your statue, skip upon your plaque and then,
They will wag their joyous dicks over your marble monument.

You are unwise to think we love you.
You are unwise to imagine you are dear.
You are unwise, you always were,
How could you fail to notice that your paradise is here?
Your paradise, you famous people,
Your paradise is where your paradise belongs.
You are unwise, you always were,
Sooner than blink an eyelash and your paradise is gone.

Tekst en muziek: Jake Thackray, uitvoering: The Jake Thackray Experience.