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