John the Revelator Songtext
von Whitehorse

Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin′, John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals

When the sun came down from the heavens
Fired up the charm it seems
Until they watched their Father Michael
Bring a man-child to his knees

Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals

Who′s gone to false religion
Hiding from the cards below
Left her freed and cleared of him
When the North winds twist and blow


Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin′, John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin′, John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals

Poor little kids are hungry
And the tree of life bears fruit
They've carved their way through varietal
Tearing out every root

And when they leave this world in colder hands
Powerful old Saint Pete
And they find the gates abandoned
No clouds under their feet

Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin′, John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals

Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals


Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin′, John the Revelator
Tell me who′s that writin', John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals