dave peverett riff bros music ascap
who’s that stranger walking out in the cold
standing on the corner with his kodachrome roll
he may be a psychopath he’s acting so strange
lying to himself saying nothing has changed
he stares across at a house on the block
trying to find the courage to go over and knock
what will he say when they open the door
this was my home but it ain’t no more
he can’t get brixton out of his system
it seems so pathetic yeah but it’s hard to forget it
way back in ’59 a young boy was crying he didn’t want to leave but what could he say
jumped into the lorry left there in a hurry never knowing he’d back some day
stranger in my home town i’m just a stranger in my home town
could this street be a part of me i can’t believe it this ain’t no place to be
who’s that peeping tom climbing the wall
staring at the back yard he’s gonna fall
he looks so suspicious i should called the law
i wish i could remember where i’ve seen him before
sunrise to sundown stumbling through london town
he acts like he’s stranded but that’s how he planned it
way back in ’59 a young boy was crying he didn’t want to leave but what could he say
jump into the lorry left there in a hurry never knowing he’d back some day
stranger in my home town i’m just a stranger in my home town
could this street be a part of me i can’t believe it this ain’t no place to be
dave
stranger in my home town i’m just a stranger in my home town
could this street be a part of me i can’t believe it this ain’t no place to be
stranger in my home town i’m just a stranger in my home town
stranger in my home town whoo stranger in my home town i’m just a stranger
dave
i’m a stranger a stranger i’m a stranger a stranger
Artist: Foghat
Year: 1980
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 181