UFO HAS LANDED IN THE GHETTO — текст песни (Ry Cooder)

(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 everyone`s 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 fever`s getting louder, sounds just like a soul encounter
Cruisin` for some bar-b-que right up Central Avenue
And he`s 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, everybody`s mystified
To see that little step he`s got as he goes glidin` by

Now, he ain`t doin` the Gigolo `cause he ain`t got no hips
Looks like the Funky Chicken man, `cept he ain`t got no hips
Those shiny metal threads he`s wearin` really got some class
I`d say he was doin` the Bomp, but I can`t seem to find his ass

Now, everybody fall in love
He`s reet, he`s neat, he can`t be beat
You shake your shimmy like I shake mine
He`s hand held and he`s jet propelled
Shake it up from sun to sun
He`s fast and loose, he`s full of juice
Shake it like an atomic bomb
He`s got the goose so what`s the use
That UFO has landed in the ghetto