| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| You will see Him in the air
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| You will drop your hands and stare
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| You will be afraid to tell your neighbors
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| They might think that it’s not true
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| But when they open up the morning papers
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| They will know they’ve seen Him too
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| He will come back like He promised
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| With the price already paid
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| He will gather up His followers
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| And take them all away
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| He will sweep down from the sky
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| Some will sleep but will not die
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| Coming back to take you home
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| He will roll away your stone
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| And if there’s life on other planets
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| Then I’m sure that He must know
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| And He’s been there once already
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| And has died to save their souls
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| You will see Him in the air
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| You will drop your hands and stare
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| Coming back to take you Home
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| He’s an unidentified flying object
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| He will roll away your stone |