Tripod - Snapshots lyrics

Snapshots of a childhood, pictures of a boy. How can they be photos of me? Seems so unfamiliar, seems so long ago, looks like a foreign country. How did I get from there to here? Who is this boy that I see? I think you've given me the wrong film back again. How many times does this have to happen? Now, some Indian looking kid, has photos of me at Dreamworld. I don't care if other customers are waiting. No, I will not lower my voice. Don't look at them, they're not gonna help you. What are you prepared to do for me? Oh, I just remembered, what's on the rest of that film. You've got a lot of explaining to do when the woman in the sari comes back. I'm pretty sure her religious beliefs are not in line with the contents of my photos. When I think about the boy in those photos I wonder what he thinks of me. I hope that Indian woman doesn't judge me, I have a lot of respect for her culture. I've read all of my Salman Rushdie. I really can't express how mortified I am about this situation. F--- this, I'm going digital.