Foreigner From Boston Lyrics

I’m known in certain circles as
The Foreigner from Boston
I’m not too pretty
Seen a lotta better days
My occupation is I find ‘em if you lost ‘em
So don’t you try to judge me
It’s semi-honest and it pays
My biggest problem as a musical creation
Like that cartoon conscience
That you know is gonna come
And, technically, since I’m a conscience-dumping-station
I get to ask the question
What exactly have you done?
I’m in a rush,
My journey through the Styx of Kansas
Godz save the Queen
There is no way that I could have planned this I?

No, I can’t understand
How these girls of such fame n’ fortune
Kidnapped at night/
It’s just like a newspaper cartoon Why?
Why?
Wonderman, or Cyndi – It’s so damn trendy
At least the heart is there
But the Richards and the Rogers – knucklehead dodgers
I’m sure that they don’t care
The leisure-suited ones have sent me on this deadly mission
To save the Queen (of all things) from the Iron Maiden’s clutch
This gig is Suicide and that’s just what they’re wishing –
‘Cause now I’m really threatening what I know’s
(for them) Too much
I just wish I could escape from all this silly ego
But it’s just not in my structure
Guess they made me much too well
But they don’t even realize what’s criminal or legal
The phone will ring and start the day’s
Excursion into hell
I’m in a rush,
My journey through the Styx of Kansas
Godz save the Queen
There is no way that I could have planned this I?
No, I can’t understand
How these girls of such fame n’ fortune
Kidnapped at night/
It’s just like a newspaper cartoon. Why?
Why?
Macho man or Mister – grab yer little sister
Just whirl her ‘round n’ dance
‘Cause the Foreigner is coming –
Why are you running?
You haven’t got a chance
I’m known in certain circles as
The Foreigner from Boston
I’m not too pretty
Seen a lotta better days
My occupation is I find ‘em if you lost ‘em
So don’t you try to judge me
It’s semi-honest and it pays
My biggest problem as a musical creation
Like that cartoon conscience
That you know is gonna come
And, technically, since I’m a conscience-dumping-station
I get to ask the question
What exactly have you done?
I’m in a rush,
My journey through the Styx of Kansas
Godz save the Queen
There is no way that I could have planned this I?
No, I can’t understand
How these girls of such fame n’ fortune
Kidnapped at night
It’s just like a newspaper cartoon. Why?
Why?
Macho man or Mister – grab that little sister
Just whirl her ‘round n’ dance
‘Cause the Foreigner is coming –
Why are you running?
You haven’t got a chance
Chance
Chance
Chance
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Lyrics submitted by Paulo.