U.F.O.
Lord I don't know which way I am going
Which way the river's going to flow
It just seems that upstream I keep rowing
Still got such a long way to go
Still got such a long way to go
And that light hits your eyes
I know I swear we'll find somewhere
The streets are paved with gold
Bullets fly split the sky
But that's alright sometimes sunlight comes streaming through the holes
Ohohoh
