Ufo Has Landed In The Ghetto Lyrics by Ry Cooder

Ufo Has Landed In The Ghetto Lyrics

    (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