Praise The Lord-Poi Dog Pondering

[ti:Praise The Lord] [ar:Poi Dog Pondering] [al:Wishing Like A Mountain And Th] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Praise The Lord - Poi Dog Pondering [00:16.24]＂Praise the Lord ＂ he said to me [00:18.74]And he seemed quite happy [00:20.42]He seemed quite at ease [00:22.79]And I said ＂Yeah ＂ [00:25.86] [00:29.73]Cause I was just down at the sea [00:32.60]And it occurred to me [00:35.72] [00:36.28]That I like to feel it knock me down [00:40.27]Twist and throw and churn me around [00:43.33]＇Cause it＇s the mother ocean [00:45.09]And I＇m just one of her sons [00:48.59] [00:49.40]And she can do just what she wants to me [00:52.77]And I know she does nothing purposely [00:56.45]I must respect that goes unsaid [00:59.31]But it＇s all just a twist of fate [01:04.43] [01:12.66]And I know about heaven＇s gate [01:15.41]＇Cause I＇ve seen it but not up close [01:18.91]And I know it ain＇t no pearly white [01:22.21]And I know that I＇ll be nothing there [01:26.14]Just food for fish and twisting worms [01:29.64]But that＇s just fine with me [01:33.26]＇Cause when I＇m being tossed by the sea [01:36.56]I can feel a force greater than Misery [01:40.62]Greater than my stupid job [01:43.62]Greater than our stupid Bomb [01:47.36]And a time comes to mind without complexity [01:53.60]And she can do just what she wants to me [01:56.78]And I know she does nothing purposely [02:00.34]I must respect that goes unsaid [02:03.27]But it＇s all just a twist of fate [02:06.77]So don＇t tell me about the Land of Nod [02:10.63]Where we are supposed to sit at the right hand of God [02:14.25]Where the Lion will lay down the the lamb [02:17.56]＇Cause you know damn well he＇ll eat him if he can [02:21.62]The Lion doesn＇t wanna be pacified [02:24.86]With promises of an endless life [02:28.36]＇Cause he knows it＇s not that way [02:31.85]He＇s not detached he sees it everyday - [02:35.28]The birth the death and the decay [02:38.84]The birth the death and the decay [02:42.33]And he accepts and sees that it＇s OK - [02:46.27]He would eat us for our elitist ways