Stranger - Ben Caplan

When I was a child, my mother

Would tug me in bed

And each night, as she kissed me

These are the words that she said

Don’t go to bed with strangers

Don’t play with the dead

And always keep you «wits»

Sharp as an axe, inside the shed

«Jai di di dai»

When I was just a schoolboy

My father, he spoken to me

He said: «Boy -chid my son, don’t trust anyone

And remember that nothing is free»

And the world is full of strangers

The world is full of dread

The world is full, of sharpened «wits»

And millions of tears you will shed

«Jai di di dai»

Well when I was a young man

My professor at University

Say advise is corrupting

Don’t ever be trusting

Don’t show your emotions

Human suffering is an ocean

And it’s dark, at the bottom of the sea

And there is no such thing as a stranger

We are all equally backwards and wrong

Sharpen axes, not «wits»

Bones are broken by sticks

And you’ll never be free 'till you’re strong

«Jai di di dai»

Well young man grow older

And the world gets colder

Though it was never warm to begin

Don’t let down your guard

For the reaper works hard

And he will not take pause 'till you’re dead

Now I’m old and I’m rusty

My troubles like sand on the beach

They can’t be calculated

I always have waited

For something, just out of reach

And I, to myself, am a stranger

My heart is «lighter than lead»

My world is astounding

With misery abounding

There’s only one thing to be said

I say: «Jai di di dai»

(other) «Jai di di dai»