This recording is of Other People's Words and Starfish.

...I was making my way through London today
Seeing things as they are, and likely to stay
I was stopped by a car, said, "You going my way?"
But with things as they are, what could I say?

Can't get used to things as they are
Wish upon a star, fish up on the moon
Can't get used to this
Can't get used to this place

I'm surrounded by fools, more every day
They keep changing the rules and I don't want to play

Can't get used to things as they are
Wish upon a star, fish up on the moon
Can't get used to this
Can't get used to this place
With things as they are

Once upon a time everything was fine
All the world was mine
Now it drives me crazy
Now I wake to find little peace of mind
Every single time
Come and save me
Baby

Maybe I'll change, I can't make up my mind
'cause a feeling so strange is so hard to find
Gonna work it all out, I mean what I say
Gonna write it all down then throw it away

Can't get used to things as they are
Wish upon a star, fish up on the moon
Can't get used to this
Can't get used to this place
With things as they are