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 Left 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 north 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 --- For the Strangers - Suede