Strangeways I awake in the morning to a harsh scraping sound Respect and courtesy are things of the past in this town And I've no idea what's happening these days The world has come upon some strange strangeways We're isolated from the world, trapped in our cage Locked away tight until we're stricken with age We go 'round again, down the same bullshit road The same places we've been until we're feeble and old They say "Always remember not to do what's been done Pass them by slowly and don't be overrun" But they'll never lend a hand, not in a single way The world has come upon some strange strangeways Strangeways Strange strange strangeways And now the future's uncertain and the end is unclear But I won't go away, no, I'll always be here We don't deserve the struggle that our paths have shown But I'd rather struggle with you than be free and alone I used to be stronger, it didn't hurt so much Our deceptive bodies and the trickery of touch But I've no idea what's happening these days The world has come upon some strange strangeways © Copyright The Limit Club 2007