Strange Days

These are the strange days

Life plays out

In the strangest way

I don't know where I stand

Always spinnin' 'round

Will I ever land?

If black is white and up is down

And I reach for the sky, will I find the ground?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

We are the strange ones

On the outside, on the sidelines

The castaways

I want what you want

To be alright, to be noticed

To find my place

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (these are, these, these are)

Ooh, ooh (these are), ooh (these are), ooh (these are, these are)

Ooh, ooh (these are), ooh, ooh, ooh (these are, these, these are)

Ooh, ooh (these are), ooh (these are), ooh (these are, these, these are)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (these are, these are, these days, are the strange ones)

Ooh, ooh (we are), ooh (these are), ooh (these days, we are the strange ones)

To be alright, to be noticed (we are the strange ones)

To be alright (be alright, be noticed, be alright)

To be alright, to be noticed (oh)

To be alright (be alright, be alright, gonna be alright)

Barren days, we lost our way

Hold on, my friend, hold on

When all is lost, we've all to gain

Hold on my friend, hold on