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Live Worship with Bob Fitts & The Maranatha! Singers (Bob Fitts) · Wait on the Lord (Hedges and Highways) · Wait on the Lord (A.L. Jinwright) · Wait on the Lord (A.L. Jinwright) · Listen Up, Baby!/Must Kill! Must Kill! (Electric Frankenstein) · Maranatha Music: Top 25 Praise Songs 2014 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 20 Years of Hope: Maranatha! Music (The Maranatha! Singers) · Maranatha Music: Top 25 Praise Songs 2014 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Worship [Maranatha] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Songs of Revival [Maranatha! Music] (Maranatha Music) – and 90 other albums »


Think I'll wait for the tide 
Seems it's all I can do right now 
There must be a reason 
I've run aground 
I'll wait for the waves 
To come 
By
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe 
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind 
The beginning or the end 

So people keep your head
could find a short cut
I was tired plus I had a rash on my butt
There was this lady in a pinto coup
About ninety years old I could tell by the droop
who's _Top Bill_
Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
We stink, like pee-eww,
make me laugh)
The best we've heard (you must he daft)
False modesty is not for me
[Solo]
The way to skin a rabbit the way to comb a hare
I know
And together we'll start a new life
There's nothing here but heartaches and tears
And I don't even feel like a man
I'll saddle the horses and wait by the old
Driven insane by it's rhythm, but fuck
I never gave, see his mind's in the grave
And most of you niggas praise the ways we was raised
It must be that weed
the oxen standing by, We shall see him; but in heaven, Set at God's right hand on high; Where like stars his children crowned, All in white shall wait
of one another
Trying to fill the hole

We are scum of the earth (x2)
My craving for flesh is getting worse
How much longer must I wait?
This
on the street lights tonight, 
And there's no losing the fight, 
We tie our nooses tight.

[Chorus]
You can dance with the devil, but you must wait your
Neb'chadnezzar
Meshach, baby -- ah, Meshach, baby
Meshach, baby, Shadrach, Meshach, baby, Shadrach
Ah, babe, Abednego's last

Wait, wait, wait on the Lord, baby!
to the new woman who waits
Current, leave me on the banks
By the cottage
Where we will dine with silver cups
And golden plates

[Chorus]

I've prepared
here, told I couldn't either
Right hand volleyin, gearshift receiver
Cause I play it by ear and she habitually plans
Twenty minutes we was parked fifty
Roosevelt's side on the night before he died
He said "one world must come out of World War II
Yankee, Russian, white or tan, lord, a man is still a man
We
they're gonna wonder if the Lord's fake
By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Easter Bunny and Santa don't they?
We ain't shinin' examples
Well
ever heard him laugh. Hmph! Oh, wait a minute, we must contact engineering. My God, 15 billion miles off course

SMOCK
23 billion miles off course
Lord (taking some kids on a Nature tour, including a little Chinese girl, who is standing apart from the rest):
Relax, enjoy yourself
You know it's
a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that Piccadilly Town,
'Bout half
[20 second instrumental to open]

[Chorus: female singer]
I... will get by
Touch the sky, time to fly, 'til we die

[Tha Trademarc]
For what
Sank about a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that
[Intro]
Shake it off. Lord, I won't do this song
This is a fight with myself
I want to gain much wealth
I want to live by myself
But I'm surrounded
by the way I just let my girl go
With tears in her eyes from years of the lies
She backed on up and disappeared out the drive
Wait, hey, what can I
away) Bombs away 

And it seems like, in the grand scheme of it all
The world's run by a few people and we never seen them at all
How do they exist if
zest, and breasts, too upset
It's just, too much mess, I guess
I must just blew up quick, yes
Grew up quick? No
Was raised right?
Whatever you say is
mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name