Lyrics
Who's that stranger walking out in the cold?
The speaker observes a stranger in the cold.
Standing on the corner with his Kodachrome roll?
The stranger is on a street corner with a camera.
He may be a psychopath, he's acting so strange,
Suggesting the stranger might be mentally unstable.
Lying to himself, saying nothing has changed.
The stranger is in denial about changes in his life.
He stares across at a house on the block,
The stranger looks at a house, contemplating.
Trying to find the courage to go over and knock.
He struggles to find the courage to approach the house.
What will he say when they open the door?
The uncertainty of what to say when the door opens.
"This was my home, but it ain't no more."
Expressing that the house was once his home, but no longer.
He can't get Brixton, out of his system.
Unable to forget Brixton, a place with emotional significance.
It seems so pathetic, yeah, but it's hard to forget it.
Acknowledging the difficulty of moving on.
Way back in '59, a young boy was crying, he didn't want to leave, but what could he say?
Reflecting on a past event in 1959, leaving home with regret.
Jumped into the lorry, left there in a hurry, never knowing he'd back some day.
The decision to leave quickly, unaware of returning one day.
Stranger in my home town, I'm just a stranger in my home town.
Reiterating the feeling of being a stranger in the hometown.
Could this street be a part of me? I can't believe it, this ain't no place to be.
Questioning if the street is still a part of his identity.
Who's that Peeping Tom climbing the wall?
Introducing another character, a Peeping Tom.
Staring at the back yard, he's gonna fall.
Describing the Peeping Tom's actions with potential consequences.
He looks so suspicious, I should called the law,
Considering reporting the Peeping Tom to the police.
I wish I could remember where I've seen him before.
The speaker recognizes the Peeping Tom but struggles to recall.
Sunrise to sundown, stumbling through London town.
Describing the stranger's movements from sunrise to sundown in London.
He acts like he's stranded, but that's how he planned it.
Suggesting the stranger's actions are intentional, not random.
Way back in '59, a young boy was crying, he didn't want to leave, but what could he say?
Repeating the story of the young boy leaving in 1959.
Jump into the lorry, left there in a hurry, never knowing he'd back some day.
Reiterating the hurried departure without knowing the return.
Stranger in my home town, I'm just a stranger in my home town.
Reaffirming the feeling of being a stranger in the hometown.
Could this street be a part of me? I can't believe it, this ain't no place to be.
Questioning if the street is still a part of his identity.
Stranger in my home town, I'm just a stranger in my home town.
Reiterating the feeling of being a stranger in the hometown.
Could this street be a part of me? I can't believe it, this ain't no place to be.
Questioning if the street is still a part of his identity.
Stranger in my home town, I'm just a stranger in my home town.
Continuing to express the sense of being a stranger.
Stranger in my home town, whoo! Stranger in my home town. I'm just a stranger.
Emphasizing the speaker's identity as a stranger in the hometown.
I'm a stranger, a stranger - I'm a stranger, a stranger
Repeating the idea of being a stranger, emphasizing the emotional distance.
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