Ufo Has Landed In The Ghetto
(ry cooder & jim keltner)
Lonesome outerspace invader blasting through the night
Tuning in the soul music on the satellite
All that low-down funky rhythm makes him jump and shout
Just got to find that ghetto planet that everyones talkin about
Tuning in the local scene on the radio
The d.j. on the radar screen is telling him where to go
The funky fevers getting louder, sounds just like a soul encounter
Cruisin for some bar-b-que right up central avenue
And hes got a little dance he wants to do
He pulls up to a big night club in his ufo
Gets right in with all the folks out on the big dance floor
It really stops the action, everybodys mystified
To see that little step hes got as he goes glidin by
Now, he aint doin the gigolo cause he aint got no hips
Looks like the funky chicken man, cept he aint got no hips
Those shiny metal threads hes wearin really got some class
Id say he was doin the bomp, but I cant seem to find his ass
Now, everybody fall in love
Hes reet, hes neat, he cant be beat
You shake your shimmy like I shake mine
Hes hand held and hes jet propelled
Shake it up from sun to sun
Hes fast and loose, hes full of juice
Shake it like an atomic bomb
Hes got the goose so whats the use
That ufo has landed in the ghetto
song performed by Ry Cooder
Added by Lucian Velea
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