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