Found myself in a strange town
Though Ive only been here for three weeks now
Ive got blisters on my feet
Trying find a friend in oxford street
I bought an a to z guide book
Trying to find the clubs and ymcas
But when you ask in a strange town
They say dont know, dont care
And Ive got to go, mate
They worry themselves about feeling low
They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
They all ignore me cause they dont know
Im really a spaceman from those ufos
Youve got to move in a straight line
Youve got to walk and talk in four four time
You cant be weird in a strange town
Youll be betrayed by your accent and manners
Youve got to wear the right clothes
Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose
You cant be nice in a strange town
cause we dont know, dont care
And we got to go, man
Rush my money to the record shops
I stop off in a back street
Buy myself a snort
We got our own manifesto
Be kind to queers
And Im so glad the revolutions here
Its nice and warm now!
Ive finished with clubs where the musics loud
cause I dont see a face in a single crowd
Theres no one there
I look in the mirror
But I cant be seen
Just a thin, clean layer of mister sheen
Looking back at me
Oh, oh
Found myself in a strange town
Though Ive only been here for three weeks now
Ive got blisters on my feet
Trying find a friend in oxford street
I bought an a to z guide book
Trying to find the clubs and ymcas
They say dont know, dont care
And Ive got to go, mate
They worry themselves about feeling low
They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
They all ignore me cause they dont know
Im really a spaceman from those uf
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