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