The FORTRESS of SOLITUDE

Hello (Turn Your Radio On)

Woke up this morning and the streets were full of cars
All bright and shiny like they'd just arrived from Mars
And as I stumbled through last night's drunken debris
The paperboy screamed out the headlines in the street
Another war and now the pound is looking weak
And tell me have you heard about the latest freak
We're bingo numbers and our names are obselete
Why do I feel bitter when I should be feeling sweet?

Hello, hello
Turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there
Help me sing my song
A-la-la-life is a strange thing
Just when you think
You've learned how to use it
It's gone

Woke up this morning and my head was in a daze
A brave anew world had dawned upon the human race
But words are meanlingless and everythings surreal
Gonna have to reach my friends to find out how I feel
And if I taste the honey, is it really sweet?
And do I eat it with my hands or with my feet?
And does anybody really listen when I speak?
Or will I have to say it all again next week?

Hello, hello
Turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there
Help me sing my song
Hello, hello
Turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there
Tell me what went wrong
A-la-la-life is a strange thing
Life is a strange thing