"For The Strangers"



Lips like semaphore to my heart

We slither and slide and slip

Stings like aerosol in my eyes

And nothing compares to this



And its ever so clear

And its ever so plain

For the strangers the strangers

And its ever so clear

And its ever so plain

For the all strangers out there



Pips from oranges spat away

To gutters and drains and bins

Love like promises on a train

When you delivered yourself to him



And its ever so clear

And its ever so plain

For the strangers the strangers

And its ever so clear

And its ever so plain

For the all strangers out there



A paper trail on the road 

That was left for the gulls

Like the birds flying on

Its been growing guns



And its ever so clear

And its ever so plain

For the strangers the strangers

And its ever so clear

And its ever so plain

For the all strangers out there



For all the strangers

For all the strangers out there

For all the strangers

For all the strangers out there

For all the strangers

For all the strangers out there

For all the strangers

For all the strangers out there