U.F.O.

Lord, I don't know which way I am going

Which way the river's gonna 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

Then 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

Oh, oh

Oh, oh