In the interim I decided, and this is what I came up with. See if you can guess who I'm singing about before the chorus.
To the tune of "Africa" by Toto.
I hear his trophy room is huge:
He has posters of every band you could imagine.
He dresses differently to you:
A gentleman who's fond of nineteenth century fashion.
I stopped this strange man along the way
Hoping to find some music I had never heard of prior to this
He turned to me as if to say
"Listen boy, it's waiting there for you."
Gonna take a lot to drag him into the present day:
There's nothing a hundred men or more could do, no way.
He is the boy they called Innerspace:
Gonna take some time and listen to the things he has to say oh yeah.
Wild dogs cry out in the night
He says they're field recordings by some obscure artist.
I guess he probably is right
Sure as Doctor Who flies through space and time in his TARDIS.
I read his funny office tales
Laughing at the things that he has done.
Gonna take a lot to drag him into the present day:
There's nothing a hundred men or more could do, no way.
He is the boy they called Innerspace:
Gonna take some time and listen to the thing he has to say oh yeah.
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