Voltaire - Oh Lord, Wake the Dead! lyrics

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Voltaire - Oh Lord, Wake the Dead! lyrics

You better look down and shake your head Look down and shake your head Get down and shake a leg Get down and shake a leg Jump down and wake the dead Jump down and wake them Oh Lord! Oh Lord! (2x) Oh Lord! Can it be true? These things they say about you Oh what am I to do? Oh Lord When I look out of my window Everything I see Is hate and murder, stabbin', Stealin', rape and larceny Well I heard that you can stop it Lord But you just let it be It make you look down and shake your head They act like rabid monkeys Chained up in a zoo And the Bible says that each of us Is modeled after you Well hell, that should offend you Lord If it does, here's what you do You ought to look down and shake your head Look down and shake your head Get down and shake a leg Get down and shake a leg Jump down and wake the dead Jump down and wake them Oh Lord! Oh Lord! Oh Lord, can't you see? What this has done to me? I've lost my faith in thee Woes me. Well the preacher on the TV He tells me if I'm poor I should give him all my money Cause the Lord will give me more Well I saw him wink and Drag a sack of cash on out the door Well, he bought himself a Cadillac And now I got less than before! Oh! Look down and shake your head Look down and shake your head Get down and shake a leg Get down and shake a leg You better jump down and wake the dead Jump down and wake them Oh Lord! Oh Lord! (2x) They say you'll bring down Armageddon They say you'll break the Seventh Seal Well I hope you bring down Armageddon Cause through the fire and the brimstone At least I'll finally know you're real Real, real, real! Oh! Oh Lord! How can it be? That you won't talk to me? Oh woe, woe's me, poor me Look down and shake your head Look down and shake your head Get down and shake a leg Get down and shake a leg You better jump down and wake the dead Jump down and wake them Oh Lord! Oh Lord! (2x) People on the street, they're ugly, mean and rude They're bumping into me, they're bumping into you They never say "excuse me" or "how do you do". Oh lord Oh lord I swear to you the next fool who come shootin' his mouth off 'Bout his almighty friend up in the sky He's gonna get a mighty load of me when I sound off In the way of kick right in his eye You're like my landlord in this hovel where I sit I always pay my rent but you ain't never fixing sh** (shut yo' mouth!) You should take a look around Lord, your world is just the pits Oh Lord, Woooaaaah Looord

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