Strange Land - Joe Jackson

Thought there was a right turn here

Turns out to be wrong

Thought there was a short cut there

Seems to be so long

I study the lines on the map

And the lines on my face

Am I out of time or out of place

Is this a brave stand

Or am I in danger

How are we supposed to know

When to stay or go

Is this a strange land

Or am I the stranger

Rainy Sunday afternoon

Looking for a toast

All the whisky’s Japanese

The bars are full of ghosts

Here in the City of Light

I’m looking for a cave

Am I soul who can be saved

Is this a brave stand

Or am I in danger

How are we supposed to know

When to stay or go

Is this a strange land

Or am I the stranger

Is this a brave stand

Or am I in danger

How are we supposed to know

When to stay or go

Is this a strange land

Or am I the stranger