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John the Revelator 
Put him in an 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 holy right 
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 
 
By and by 
By and by 
By and by 
By and by 
 
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 
 
By and by 
By and by 
John the Revelator 
By and by 
John the Revelator 
By and by 
John the Revelator