Praise The Lord Songtext / Lyric

Well I'm talking with my brother,

I'm talking with my brother

I say what's going on?

What a strange kind of music

Where's it coming from?

Well, they sing it in the churches

They sing that Jesus saves

Oh they sing about the Holy Land

While they beat up on their slaves






Singing praise the Lord

Well I got to know this Jesus

I got to find out what he do

If you keep them in fine house

Maybe they'll sing for me and you

Singing praise the Lord

Learn the rules of sin

Praise the Lord

Maybe he'll let us in

Singing praise the chance

This could all be true

Well there's nothing to lose

For me and you

So praise the Lord