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