Company of Strangers - Colin Hay

All you seekers of the truth

You really wouldn’t have a clue

Memories of misspent youth

The lines are drawn in black and blue

Soon there’ll be a time

When the world will lose its mind

Many will call your name

And as the world of wheels go round

I check into another town and …

The company of strangers

Who worship machines

That steal all their dreams

It’s a strange old world …

Shoot out on the boulevard

Strong armed men with hearts so hard

They all are some mother’s son

God is their judge, God is their gun

We can fly up to the moon

But try and find love in this room

While there’s water in the well

We know that angels cannot fly

The word that’s come down from on high, says

The company of strangers,

We’ll have to rely

And not question why

In this strange old world

Wish it all was a dream

Where things are not quite as they seem

Like a salmon colored sky

And as the world of wheels go round

I check into another town and…

The company of strangers

With mysterious eyes

The truth was once a lie

It’s a strange old world…

And on the way to where you are

I pass the ghost of Blanch DuBois and…

The kidness of strangers

I have com to rely

And I don’t question why

In this strange old world

Yea, it’s a strange old world…

Yea, it’s a strange old world…