Praise the Lord and Pass the Soup

Sister, you can bang on your tambourine
Just let my body be fed

At the end of our street
Is a mission so sweet
Where me and all of my friends
Can get a little something to eat

Though you can't pick and choose
You'll sure like their stew
And if you don't get fried chicken
What you get you can use

Praise the Lord and pass the soup
Praise the Lord and pass the bread
Sister, you can bang on your tambourine
Just let my body be fed

For the sake of a prayer
There's a warm welcome there
And if you ain't had a bath
Ain't nobody who cares (ain't nobody who cares)

'Cause they've seen it all before
From the bum to the whores
And if you shout hallelujah
They'll sometimes give you some more

Praise the Lord and pass the soup
Praise the Lord and pass the bread
Sister, you can bang on your tambourine
Just let my body be fed

And singing
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Just let my body be fed

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah (praise the Lord now, hallelujah)
Just let my body be fed

(Sing it, children)
Hallelujah, hallelujah (hallelujah)
Hallelujah (praise the Lord and hallelujah)
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Just let my body be fed

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Just let my body be fed

(One more time)

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah