Al Marcelline - Whole World's Shakin' Lyrics

For JC's toilin', and Pontiff's foilin', Poor Stephen got tied to the tree
It's high-time prayin', 'cause winds are changin', and
Bonds are breakin', the whole world's shakin'... Can't You see

Since Eden's baitin', vipers been waitin', tried to take a bite out of me
But will ain't bendin', still Tribe for tendin',
While shepherds sendin' their flocks to Armageddon... Can't you see

Since Hiram's hey-day, been Sol's payday, send checks unto the Holiest See
NY Times are tellin', that Denmark's still smellin',
With agents selling, whatever's too compellin', for you and me.

The Faux King's scheming, the trees keep screaming,
Why can't you all go back to the sea?
But the waves we're ridin', are surely collidin'
With his son fightin' the wrongs we're righting... quite naturally