الأغاني:
Jam Strange Town

feeling low They worry themselves about the dreadful snow They all ignore me 'cause they don't know I'm really a spaceman from those UFO's Strange town Strange town

Found myself in a strange town Though I've only been here for three weeks now I've got blisters on my feet Trying find a friend in Oxford Street I bought

Found myself in a strange town Though I've only been here for three weeks now I've got blisters on my feet Trying find a friend in Oxford Street I bought

Found myself in a strange town Though I've only been here for three weeks now I've got blisters on my feet Trying find a friend in Oxford Street I bought

dick now Kick crowd, hot style You-get-shot-style Timid, scared to get in it These dogs is rock rowd Unchained, untained, you know my name Act strange

hung it up on my cabin wall and waited for Bill to die Years passed away and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange Of a long-deserted line

friends leaving town He sung like an angel That had stepped deep inside While I payed my guitar And scribed and cried And the nails that we jam into

Right now I'ma hip you to my new debut Comin' up from the underground too Not a caucausian but a little bigger So listen to the Funky White Nigga Aiyyo, this is jam

it up on my cabin wall and I waited for Bill to die. Years passed away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange, Of a long-deserted line