People Are Strange Das Racist

[Intro: Jim Morrison]
People are strange
When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly
When you're alone

[Verse One: Kool AD]
Blowin the purple, slow as a turtle
She so Donatella Versace
Watch me, looking so bummy
But cooking the money, off the books it's not just hooks
I know I look a little bit strange
But probably your little opinion will change
And change and change and change again
The only consistence is change my friend
Use your brain, my friend, it's a game my friend
I know, I don't like it—it's lame my friend
Everything always the same my friend
Even when everything change my friend
It's the same my friend, it's the same my friend
The game might end one day, 'til then
I'm strange, my friend, I'm strange my friend
I'm straaaaange
It's nothing my friend, it's nothing my friend
I'm up in the morning and puffing, my friend
I beat it from yuck my friend
I typically never really give a fuck my friend
What up my friend, what up my friend
Something something, anything anything
Anything anything, anything anything, straaaange