Praise The Lord Lyrics

Chris Rea Praise The Lord

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