Lyrics Fred - James Gang
Walsh
See
the
people
on
their
way
Going
nowhere,
waste
their
day
And
it's
strange,
strange
And
so
I
sit
in
padded
cells
Through
the
bars,
I
might
as
well
And
it's
strange,
strange
Though
I'll
stay
here
'til
my
end
I'm
better
off
than
you,
my
friend
And
it's
strange,
strange
1 Take A Look Around
2 Funk #48
3 Introduction
4 Funk #48
5 Bluebird
6 Lost Woman
7 Stone Rap
8 Collage
9 I Don't Have The Time
10 Wrapcity In English
11 Fred
12 Stop
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