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 read

about the latest freak?

We're bingo numbers, and

our names are obsolete.

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.

La, la, la, life is a strange thing.

Just when you think you

learned how to use it,

It's gone.

Woke up this morning, and

my head was in a daze.

A brave new world has

dawned upon the human race,

Where words are meaning less,

and everything's 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?

Does anybody really listen when I speak,

Or will I have to say

it all again ne t 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.

La, la, la, life is a strange thing.

Life is a strange thing.

Hello, hello, turn your radio on;

Is there anybody out there?

Help me sing my song.

La, la, la, life is a strange thing.

Just when you think you

learned how to use it,

It's gone.