Might come off like it's nonsense to the virgin ear,
Might think you understand it just before it disappears,
You can't tell if it's far away or holed up somewhere near,
Might recognise a word or two, but nothing is really clear.
It's a strange, strange language,
It's a strange language,
It's a strange, strange language,
Might be the strangest that you'll hear.
Might filter from the lips of a criminal set free,
Might glimpse it the sorrow of a man half mad with grief,
Might find it mixed with doubting or mingled with belief,
Might make you deadly nervous,
Might bring you some...some relief.
It's a strange, strange language,
It's a strange language,
It's a strange, strange language,
And it'll stalk you like a thief.
It's a strange language, a blessing and a curse,
It's a strange language, a hunger and thirst,
It's a strange, strange language,
The strangest on the face of the Earth.
You might want an argument that no one can refute or some mathematic formula that shows it's absolute,
Might demand a miracle as some kind of proof, but you won't find a holy grail that no-one can dispute.
It's a strange, strange language,
It's a strange language,
It's a strange, strange language,
And it's haunted by an even stranger truth,
It's a strange, strange language,
It's a strange language,
It's a strange, strange language.
