Disaster (Live At The Ryman)

I'm a giant slayer

I'm a music player

I'm a young king walkin'

Now the prophet's talkin'

I don't wanna say I got carried away

When I really just killed a man

Oh, God, disaster struck again

What do you have to say about saints?

They're no better than the ones they say the world taints

If you're lookin' for a prophet, I'll tell ya I ain't

But I know when it's gonna rain

What do you have to say about life?

The One we laid down to turn dark to light

The world let Him down, He came around

When disaster struck again

I'm the wisest counsel

I can speak a mouth full

I got wives and treasures

Foreign gods for pleasure

And maybe I denied when I split up my tribe

That I was losing myself to sin

Oh, God, disaster struck again

What do you have to say about saints?

They're no better than the ones they say the world taints

If you're lookin' for a prophet, I'll tell ya I ain't

But I know when it's gonna rain

What do you have to say about life?

The One we laid down to turn dark to light

The world let Him down, He came around

'Cause He wanted us back again

Baby's callin', strength is fallin'

I don't wanna let you down

Crushed a lion to keep from dyin'

All I've ever found is once again

We've all sinned

Disaster struck again

What do you have to say about saints?

They're no better than the ones they say the world taints

You're looking for a prophet, I'll tell ya I ain't

But I know when it's gonna rain, yeah

What do you have to say about life?

The One we laid down to turn dark to light

World let Him down, so He came around

When disaster struck again

Oh, Lord

Disaster struck again

Oh, Lord

Disaster struck again

Oh, Lord, oh, Lord

Disaster struck again

Thank you so much

Thank you