Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now
I've got blisters on my feet
Trying to find a friend in Oxford Street
I bought an A to Z Guide Book
Trying to find the clubs and YMCA's
But when you ask in a strange town
They say don't know, don't care and I've got to go, mate
They worry themselves about feeling low
They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
They all ignore me, 'cause they don't know
I'm really a spaceman from those UFO's
You've got to move in a straight line
You've got to walk and talk in four-four time
You can't be weird in a strange town
You'll be betrayed by your accent and manners
You've got to wear the right clothes
Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose
You can't be nice in a strange town
'Cause we don't know, don't 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
I'm so glad the Revolution's here
(It's nice and warm now)
I've finished with clubs where the music's loud
'Cause I don't see a face in a single crowd
There's no one there
I look in the mirror
But I can't be seen
Just a thin, clean layer of Mister Sheen
Looking back at me
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now
I've got blisters on my feet
Trying to find a friend in Oxford Street
I bought an A to Z Guide Book
Trying to find the clubs and YMCA's
But when you ask in a strange town
They say don't know, don't care and I've got to go, mate
They worry themselves about feeling low
They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
They all ignore me, 'cause they don't know
I'm really a spaceman from those UFO's
(Strange town)
(Strange town)
Break it up, break it up
Break it up, break it up
Break it up, break it up
Break it up, break it up
Hmmm, break it up, break it up
Burn it up, shake it up
Break it up, break it up
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