John the Revelator 

Put him in a elevator 

Take him up to the highest high 

Take him up to the top where the mountains stop 

Let him tell his book of lies 



John the Revelator 

He's a smooth operator 

It's time we cut him down to size 

Take him by the hand 

And put him on the stand 

Let us hear his alibis 



By claiming God as his only rock 

He's stealing a god from the Israelite 

Stealing a god from a Muslim, too 

There is only one god through and through 



* Seven lies, multiplied by seven, multiplied by seven again 

Seven angels with seven trumpets 

Send them home on the morning train 

Well who's that shouting? 

John the Revelator! 

All he ever gives us is pain 

Well who's that shouting? 

John the Revelator! 

He should bow his head in shame 



Bye-bye 

Bye-bye 

Bye-bye 

Bye-bye 



[Repeat *]



Bye-bye 

Bye-bye 

John the Revelator 

Bye-bye 

John the Revelator 

Bye-bye 

John the Revelator