| JONAH Jonah, Jonah Met a whale How came you here? The whale did wail It wasn't my Idea boss The sailors all Gave me a toss Into the briny Sea I went Because they thought The storm I sent But 'twas the Lord Made that wind blow To Nineveh I must now go To tell them to Clean up their game Before the Lord Does smote and maim Said the Whale Quick, climb in mate I'll save you from This watery fate To Nineveh He took the man And laid him out Upon dry land So Noah made them Change their way God's fierce anger He did stay So if God sends you Best not fail Or you might end up In a whale |