I thought I saw a UFO one night But I may have been mistaken Conspiracy is hard to prove Even when it's everywhere And you're the forsaken Where is that spaceship That picks up Nixon And takes him to Watergate To relive his folly And change history? I'd like to watch Richard sweat But not believing he was wrong Makes me see A bit of myself And compa**ion Or is it hate Of that part of myself? But I can't remember If the UFO was real Or what my dream Sought to reveal In 1974, with aliens Spaceships And Richard M. Nixon When the Milhouse Burnt down that day Some crop circle theorist suspected The aliens I never did see But the UFO I did see that night May have been that ship Carrying Richard M. Nixon They laughed at me that day But I think I saw Nixon holed up In the alien cargo bay In '74, lying on the floor Putting pieces In my puzzle Of Richard M. Nixon