I remember one Thursday night In nineteen-seventy-two The buzz around the churchyard about Rev.'s Conduct was in review Pews were packed, church was full Unlike on a Sunday morning when he'd Preach to his congregation Teaching them about redemption Chorus: You don't wanna even think about it Everywhere there's truth they doubt it Sort of hard to understand All part of a master plan (Repeat chorus) There were faces I hadn't seen in years Demanding Rev resign his post Accusing him of theft and corruption And I remember choking back my tears As their hearts cried out to Crucify him, crucify him

Continued: (Repeat chorus) Amazing grace, no longer sweet the sound Preachers in the pulpit, robed in starched Shirts, with pin-striped suits Like vultures, hovering with Anticipation in their eye He was their brother These ho-li-er-than-thou Christians As each one secretly plotted To take a piece of the pie (Repeat chorus four times)