Terminal Front - John the Revelator

John the RevelatorPut him in an elevatorTake him up to the highest highTake him up to the topWhere the mountains stopLet him tell his book of lies
John the RevelatorHe’s a smooth operatorIt’s time we cut him down to sizeTake him by the handAnd put him on the standLet us hear his alibis
By claiming GodAs his only rightHe’s stealing a godFrom the IsraelitesStealing a godFrom a Muslim, tooThere is only one godthrough and through
Seven lies, mulitplied by seven, Multiplied by seven againSeven angels with seven trumpetsSend them home on the morning train
Well who’s that shouting?John the Revelator!All he ever gives us is painWell who’s that shouting?John the Revelator!He should bow his head in shame
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Written by:
Martin Gore

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