The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Somewhere lyrics

Oh, uh, I see fingers and 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 helping hand” Yeah, yeah Way down in the background I can see frustrated souls of cities burning And all across the water, oh I see weapons barking out the sting of d**h And up in the clouds I can imagine UFOs chucklin' to themselves, hahaha Laughing they sayin' “Those people so uptight, they sure know how to make a mess” Hey, yeah, yeah Back in the saloon my tears mix with 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, help me, and don't worry about lookin' at the score Yeah, yeah, yeah