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
The 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 goverment 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 knows Jesus, John Lennon, and Cobain personally
Well, 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