Somewhere

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Somewhere

Oh uh,
I see fingers, hands and shades of faces,
Reachin up and not quite touchin the promised land,
I hear pleas and prayers and a desperate whisper sayin,
Oh Lord, please give us a helpin hand,
Yeah yeah
Way down in the background,
I can, see frustrated souls of cities burnin,
And all across the water baby,
I see weapons barkin out the sting of death,
And up in the clouds I can imagine UFO’s jumpin themselves,
Laughin they sayin,
Those people so uptight, they sure know how to make a mess
Back at the saloon my tears mix and mildew with my drink,
I can’t really tell my feet from the sawdust on the floor,
But as far as I know, they may even try to wrap me up in cellophane and sell me
Brothers sell me, and don’t worry about lookin at the score
Yeah yeah yeah yeah