U.F.O.
Lord I don't know which way I am goingWhich way the river's going to flowIt just seems that upstream I keep rowingStill got such a long way to goStill got such a long way to go
And that light hits your eyesI know I swear we'll find somewhereThe streets are paved with gold
Bullets fly split the skyBut that's alright sometimes sunlight comes streaming through the holes
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