Unfamiliar - The Lemonheads

Gathered around on a Sunday

Should have got something the night before

Now you’re gonna have to score, so I’m falling away

And you’re looking around for the number

And you’re waiting on your connection

And it’s a pick up, pick up, pick up

Pick up, pick up, pick up…

We’re gonna have to take a ride

On my territory

And we’re gonna get a slap from reality

All the way so unfamiliar

And it’s crumbling down around you

And you’re not going where you want to

And now they’re checking the spelling

And you’re headed in the wrong direction

And you’re looking for a public phone

You’re looking for a public phone

So unfamiliar

And the boys in the back

Green light, green light

Turn left, turn left, turn right

I know, I know, I know…

We’re gonna have to take a right

On my territory

And we’re gonna get a slap from reality

All the way so unfamiliar