Rei Lagarto

L.A. Woman, 1971

PEOPLE ARE STRANGE

People are strange when you're a stranger, / faces look ugly when you're alone. / Women seem wicked when you're unwanted, / streets are uneven when you're down. / When you're strange, faces come out of the rain, / when you're strange, no one remembers you're name, / when you're strange, when you're strange/ when you're strange. 

Jim Morrisson, Strange Days, 1968