The Outfield - Stranger In My Own Town Lyrics

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Stranger In My Own Town

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What Are The Lyrics For Stranger In My Own Town By The Outfield?
I still remember what I saw last night
Three small kids stealing money from a poor man Now that ain`t right no that ain`t right I`m still thinking `bout the things I heard Poor old man - he was frightened and afraid of every word And it`s all so absurd But times are changing now an d I still care There must be something we can do out there I`m like a stranger in my own town baby I`m like a stranger in my own town baby I keep on walkin` through these run down streets Graffiti walls this ain`t nothing like it used to be Not for you or for me This town`s never been so down before Looks like a photograph - someone mighta taken in the second world war Oh but what was that for So many people gave their lives for this There`s nothing left for us to reminisce I`m like a stranger in my own town baby I`m like a stranger in my own town baby When those sad days were over I`m sure they all thought that weld won But now as I look around We`re still invaded by everyone Things won`t ever be the same again I`ve not lost a town I`ve lost my only friend Oh but where does it end We`ll never change these times with good intent But right now I know I don`t feel content I`m like a stranger in my own town baby I`m like a stranger in my own town baby |
Who Wrote Stranger In My Own Town By The Outfield?
John Fredrick Spinks, Tony Lewis
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What's The Duration Of The Stranger In My Own Town By The Outfield?The duration of Stranger In My Own Town is 4:19 minutes and seconds. |
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