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Ain't It Strange Written by - Patti Smith & Ivan Kral From - Radio Ethiopia Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse Girl in white dress Boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can join And they come and they call and they fall on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange Oh, oh, oh Ain't it strange Oh, oh, oh Come and join me I implore thee I impure thee Come explore me Oh, don't you know that anyone can come And they come and they call and they crawl on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange (Strange) Oh, oh, oh Ain't it strange (Strange) Oh, oh, oh True, true, who are you? Who, who am I? Oh la lo la lo la lo la lo la lo la Down in Vineland there's a clubhouse Girl in white dress Boy shoot white stuff Oh, don't you know that anyone can come And they come and they call and they fall on the floor Don't you see when you're looking at me That I'll never end transcend transcend Ain't it strange (Strange) Oh, oh, oh Ain't it strange (Strange) Oh, oh, oh Do you go to the temple tonight? Oh, no, I don't think so, not Do you not go to the palace of answers with me Marie? Oh, no, I don't think so, no See when they offer me book of gold I know soon still that platinum is coming And when I look inside of your temple It looks just like the inside of anyone one man And when he beckons his finger to me Well, I move in another direction I move in another dimension I move in another dimension Oh, oh, oh I spin, I spiral and I splatter Hand of God I feel the finger Hand of God And I start to whirl And I whirl And I whirl Don't get dizzy Do not fall now Turn, God, God (Strange) Go, go on, go like a dervish Turn, God (Strange) Make a move Turn, Lord (Strange) I don't get nervous Oh, I just move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Come move in another dimension Oh, oh, oh Strange (Strange) Do you go to the temple tonight? Oh, no, I don't think so, no We'll go to the pagoda The palace of answers with me, Marie Oh, no, I don't believe so, no See when they offer me book of gold I know soon still that platinum is coming And when I look inside of your temple It looks just like the inside of anyone one man And when he beckons his finger to me Well, I move in another dimension I move in another dimension I move in another dimension Oh, oh, oh |