Strangers - Albert Hammond Jr

Whoever brought me here will have to take me home

I don’t belong

I could be wrong

For a guy completely down, why spill your sad around?

I don’t belong

I could be wrong

Strangers

How strange the feeling to be strangers

Who got it wrong?

Strangers

How strange the feeling to be strangers

Who strains the feeling?

We’re all strangers

How strange the feeling to be strangers

La-la-la-la…

Battle lines drawn with people

Your conscious mind was left behind

Battle lines drawn with people

The war’s begun, we’ll all have guns

Dreaming of Babylon

I feel I don’t belong

I could be wrong

Man, time’s so long

Strangers

How strange the feeling to be strangers

Who’s strained for feeling?

We’re all strangers

How strange the feeling to be strangers

Time to move on

(Welcome to the show!

Clap your hands, clap your hands!)

Suitcase, too late

I’ve got people who got people

La-la-la-la…