Ron Wood - Every Picture Tells a Story lyrics

Spent time feelin' inferior standing' in front of my mirror Combed my hair in a thousand ways, but I came out lookin' just the same Daddy said, son, you better see the world I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave But remember one thing, don't lose your head to a woman that'll spend your bread So I got out Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty person Down along the left bank, minding my own Was knocked down by a human stampede Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup of tea