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