Three neon pyramids above the door The sign says closed it depends who for On the tables in the their brown suede shoes While the band plays the rhythm of a mutant blues Undergroud oasis blue lagoon Dancing the slowly slow beneath a 40 watt moon Can you do the slowly slow When your head won't start and your legs won't go Shuffling round on their brown suede feet While the band start blowing and turning up the heat Feeling alright, feeling alright Just another quiet Saturday night Well in comes the guy with the metal head Drinks are served and filled with dread Up come the lady with the big pink hair Buy him a drink and pull him up a chair If you don't fit in you fit in here Says the lady with the candyfloss hair The loudmouthed guy in the Turkish fez No one listens to a word he says Except the man with the metal head Who stands up slowly eyes full of hatred The end up rolling in the sand Into the plastic palm trees around the band The air is filled with flying chairs And the screams of the lady with the big pink hair The band plays on in a higher key To get above the noise of the revelry Feeling alright, feeling alright Just another quiet Saturday night If you don't fit in you fit in here If you don't fit in you fit in here If you don't fit in you fit in here