Saw an ad in the newspaper that caught my eye I said to my baby this sounds like a ticket for you and I It said volunteers wanted for a very special trip To commune with Mother Nature on a big wooden ship We took a taxi to the river in case any places were free There was an old guy with a beard And every kind of creature as far as the eye could see This old guy was the boss, he said, I wont tell you no lie But theres more to this journey that is apparent to the eye He said hed heard Gods message on the radio It was going to rain forever and hed told him to go Ill protect you all dont worry Ill be a father to you all Ill save two of every animal, no matter how small But Ill need some assistants to look after the zoo I cant see nobody better so youll just have to do I said, Just tell me something before its too late and were gone I mean just how safe is this boat well be on? Its Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady It rained for forty days and forty long nights Id never seen rain like it and it looked like our old friend Was being proved right We had no time to worry though there was just to much to do Between the signified monkey and the kangaroo We had to wash all the animals we had to feed them too We were merely human slaves in a big floating zoo She said, Hey Baby I dont mean to be flip But it seems this old man is on some power trip I said, No, no sugar you must be wrong I mean look at the size of this boat were on. Were as safe as houses, as safe as mothers milk Hes as cool as November and as smooth as China silk Hes Gods best friend, hes got a seat on the board And life may be tough but were sailing with the Lord. Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Woke up this morning and something had changed Like a room in my house had just been rearranged She said, Its stopped raining and I know the guys kind But if we stay here much longer Im gonna lose my mind. So we said we had a mission for his favourite dove To see if there was any mercy from this great God above So to find dry land, away the white bird flew We didnt need no country just a rock would do When the dove came back to us, he threw down a twig It was manna from heaven and meant we could blow this gig But the rocks too small, he said, cant you see? I said, Its just perfect for her, its perfect for me. Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady Rock steady
Posted on: Wed, 03 Sep 2014 17:37:53 +0000
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