Sunday, March 4, 2007

The Jam - Snap! (IMPORT)(2006)

Disc: 1
1. In the City
2. Away from the Numbers
3. All Around the World
4. Modern World
5. News of the World
6. Billy Hunt
7. English Rose
8. Mr. Clean
9. David Watts
10. 'A' Bomb in Wardour Street
11. Down in the Tube Station at Midnight
12. Strange Town
13. Butterfly Collector
14. When You're Young
15. Smithers-Jones
16. Thick as Thieves

Disc: 2
1. Eton Rifles
2. Going Underground
3. Dreams of Children
4. That's Entertainment [Demo Version]
5. Start!
6. Man in the Corner Shop
7. Funeral Pyre
8. Absolute Beginners
9. Tales from the Riverbank
10. Town Called Malice
11. Precious
12. Bitterest Pill (I Ever Had to Swallow)
13. Beat Surrender

Disc: 3
1. Move on Up [Live]
2. Get Yourself Together [Live]
3. Great Depression [Live]
4. But I'm Different Now [Live]

Video: Strange Town


Strange Town (lyrics)

Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now
I've got blisters on my feet
Trying find a friend in Oxford Street
I bought an A to Z guide book
Trying to find the clubs and YMCAs
But when you ask in a strange town
They say don't know, don't care
And I've got to go, mate

They worry themselves about feeling low
They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
They all ignore me 'cause they don't know
Am I really a spaceman from those UFOs

You've got to move in a straight line
You've got to walk and talk in four four time
You can't be weird in a strange town
You'll be betrayed by your accent and manners

You've got to wear the right clothes
Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose
You can't be nice in a strange town
'Cause we don't know, don't care
And we got to go, man

Rush my money to the record shops
I stop off in a back street
Buy myself a snort
We got our own manifesto
Be kind to queers
And I'm so glad the revolution's here
It's nice and warm now!

I've finished with clubs where the music's loud
'Cause I don't see a face in a single crowd
There's no one there
I look in the mirror
But I can't be seen
Just a thin, clean layer of Mister Sheen
Looking back at me
Oh, oh

Found myself in a strange town
Though I've only been here for three weeks now
I've got blisters on my feet
Trying find a friend in Oxford Street

I bought an A to Z guide book
Trying to find the clubs and YMCAs
When you ask in a strange town
They say don't know, don't care
And I've got to go, mate

They worry themselves about feeling low
They worry themselves about the dreadful snow
They all ignore me 'cause they don't know
Am I really a spaceman from those UFOs

Strange town

Break it up
Baby don't shake it up
Break it up

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