Steve Strange-alike
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
He wore Adam And The Ants face paint to school aged thirteen
He got the shit kicked out of him
He tried to perfect the Gary Numan gaze from the Tubeway Army days
Nobody noticed, nobody noticed this
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
He thought the New Model Army were the business until he saw Impaled Nazarene
And he cares to forget pre moody swamp grinding days smoking tealeaves in his room to Tangerine Dream
He's got a gothic pen pal in southern Canada
Deep down he knows he's never gonna see her, no he's never gonna see her
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
Long overcoat on a hot sunny day
Smoking French fags, he fades to grey
He thinks he's cranky, affably mad, as if The Bard was Wilf Lung
Carries it off with all the grace of a one-legged beatle rolling home it's dung
Got a job in the local comic collectors shop
Got the sack for drinking one to many alco-pops
He begs of you "Look at me I'm weird I've got a Roger Delgado beard,
look man I'm weird I've got a Roger Delgado beard"
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
There he goes, there he goes
It's that not particularly weird bloke
MtM 2001