Oh Lord (Wake the Dead)

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!
 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!
 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!
 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 shit (shut yo' mouth!)
 You should take a look around Lord, your world is just the pits
 Oh Lord, Woooaaaah Looord