John he was raised with a steeple over his head
Lived in the suburbs and memorized scriptures at night before bed
And he won a prize
Preachers and teachers would tell him where all sinners go
Prayed for revival, but showed him a fancy carnival show
Why's it a lie? Why's it a lie?
John saw the lies
And he saw the steeple
He saw all the people get it wrong
Went off to college and came home with knowledge to spare
Of crusades and slave trades
And all of the blood that was spilled in God's name
And all of the lies
But John couldn't buy it, he just couldn't buy it again
Church was to small, so he just threw it all up to chaos and chance
And all of the lies, all of the lies
John saw the lies, oh, he saw the steeples
And saw all the people get it wrong
Jesus sees John, Jesus sees steeples
He sees all His people get it wrong
Trust Jesus, John
Trust Jesus, people
Jesus will come and save us all
Jesus sees John
Jesus sees steeples
He sees all His people get it wrong
Trust Jesus, John
Trust Jesus, people
For Jesus will come and save us all
