I'm a giant slayer I'm a music player I'm a young king walking Now the prophet's talking I don't wanna say I got carried away When I really just killed a man Oh, God, disaster struck again So what do you have to say about saints? They're no better than the ones they say the world taints If you're looking for a prophet, I'll tell ya I ain't But I know when it's gonna rain So what do you have to say about life? The One we laid down to turn dark to light The world let Him down, so He came around When disaster struck again I'm the wisest counsel I can speak a mouth full I got wives and treasures And foreign gods for pleasure Maybe I denied when I split up my tribe That I was losing myself to sin Oh, God, disaster struck again So what do you have to say about saints? They're no better than the ones they say the world taints If you're looking for a prophet, I'll tell ya I ain't But I know when it's gonna rain So what do you have to say about life? The One we laid down to turn dark to light The world let Him down, so He came around 'Cause He wanted us back again My baby's callin', strength is fallin' I don't wanna let you down Crushed a lion to keep from dyin' But all I've ever found is once again We've all sinned Disaster struck again So what do you have to say about saints? They're no better than the ones they say the world taints If you're looking for a prophet, I'll tell ya I ain't But I know when it's gonna rain So what do you have to say about life? The One we laid down to turn dark to light The 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