Photograph (demo)

I found this photograph Stashed between the old joist walls In a trunk behind the attic Desk where on something falls Stuck between forgotten songs Written in a foreign hand Mass-printed for the fans Of some forgotten big brass band Was she smiling when she said Those are pretty photographs Were they happy in their time? Does the picture tell a lie? Big smiles for the camera They call it their own Moment to forget your troubles Call it your own Ah ra ra ra ra Did you get ahead of it? Movie's hadn't happened yet Television's just a dream Radio was soon to bring Big smiles for your father You call it your own A moment to forget your troubles Call it your own Neeh Was she smiling when she said Those are pretty photographs Were they happy in their time? Does the picture tell a lie? Big smiles for the camera They call it their own Moment to forget your troubles Call it your own Big smiles for the camera They call it their own Moment to forget your troubles Call it your own