Praise the Lord (he's feeling insecure)

In the beginning was the word And that word was "God"
The word before that was "Gobble"
The throaty, gurgly cry of the turkey-cock
Praise the Lord
He's feeling insecure Big cross prop
On his water walking tour Waits patiently
For the liquid nails to cure Praise the Lord
He's feeling insecure

Jesus built my spice rack Jesus built my chopping board Jesus built my house
To lock up stage
He's so good with wood Praise the lord
Praise the Lord
He's feeling insecure He's site union rep
But members are getting fewer Hard yakka overalls
Loincloth of velure Praise the Lord
He's feeling insecure



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Writer(s): S P G
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