Dear God, it's me From tiny place I live in, Harlem Oh heaven, we a problem we lost all correspondence
And no more prophets They've all been with politics And have your people hostage That's why I'm sending you this
If listening, Mr. UFO man to Jesus, tell Him we're on earth and Things are than they have ever been now Father, it's we need You, come down
Hey now, my father And I don't know what's out So many of us are
Hey now, we got people people We in warfare I'm not talking I ain't got yet
Why we got intelligent On Larry King with religious the Rabbi and Minister fuss Shit, another one bites the
So the yellow, red, and white Send in the dark of night Probably wanna stop, but don't how why Lord, we really need you now
If listening Mr. UFO man Speak to Jesus, tell Him on earth and Things are worse than they have been now Father, it's urgent, we need You, down
around, if you feel our vibe ride Come on aboard, enough room inside flying high where heaven hides Hope I see you on the other
If listening, Mr. UFO man to Jesus, tell Him we're on earth and Things are worse than they have been now Father, it's we need You, come down
Why we got mouths On Larry with religious doubts While the Rabbi and fuss Shit, another one bites the
So the yellow red black and Send in the dark of night wanna stop but don't know how That's why Lord, we really you now
If listening Mr. UFO man Speak to Jesus, Him we're on earth and Things are worse they have ever been now Father, it's urgent, we need You, down
People around, if you feel our ride Come on aboard, there's enough room We're flying high where heaven I see you on the other side