Peter Sarstedt — Nexus

See that fella there, we call him Nexus Oh, last night we caught him drifting down the Lexicon Breaking no rules, keeping his cool See that fella there on a blind connection Oh, foreign and fascinating though he may be now His glory's gone past and the dye has been cast He's into his age, he's passionately involved He's caught in a rage and nothing is really solved But just in case he's got it written down See that fella there thru' the fish-eye lenses See how the numbers ricochet and roll away Oh, a new dummy run like a noose in the sun See those fellas there, well they take it heavy Gone are the days when paradise, our heritage was found and then lost Now we're chasing the lost He's making the most and using his charisma He's just like a ghost, a mystery that's gone too far Yet all his life he's been a lonely man See that fella there with the right credentials Oh, last night we caught him chasing down the Boulevard With his passion on show and has head fit to blow A mass of numbers on the skyline The thoughts of Einstein What will it be Mr. Chairman? A glass of whisky, a glass of wine See that fella there, we call him Nexus Oh, last night we caught him drifting down the Lexicon Breaking no rules, keeping his cool See that fella there on a blind connection Oh, foreign and fascinating though he may be now His glory's gone past and the dye has been cast The dye has been cast The dye has been cast The dye has been cast The dye has been cast The dye has been cast