| Lyrics: | Six-lane highway running up to my back door ,
But it won't take me where I want to be.
I
took the I-95 down to Pensacola,
All I found was a bunch of holyrollers,
They don't know
nothing 'bout saving me.
I swear they're out there, i swear.
I swear they're out
there, I swear.
I swear they're out there, I swear.
Maybe Angels, Maybe
Angels.
Down here I feel like a citizen of nowhere,
My bag's all packed in case they
ever come for me.
Got a hundred stories and tabloid lies,
Got witnesses to what the
government denies,
So I'm headed down to Roswell to wait and see.
I swear they're
out there, i swear.
I swear they're out there, I swear.
I swear they're out there, I
swear.
Maybe Angels, Maybe Angels.
Oh what a mystery.
Oh I believe, I believe,
I could leave.
My sister, she says she knows Elvis,
She know Jesus, John Lennon and
Cobain personally.
Oh, but I'm too wise to believe my eyes,
Cause all I've seen just
terrifies me,
But I believe they're coming back for me.
I swear they're out there, i
swear.
I swear they're out there, I swear.
I swear they're out there, I swear.
Maybe
Angels, Maybe Angels |
