Who bought the cross, who sold the law
Who wrote the book, who let us go
Who gave a promise, who built a wall
Who came in peace, who came unsure
Who was the first here
Who’ll be the last
Who came in war
Who came in jazz
Who’ll see the exit
See the end
Who made the bricks, who built the well
Who stoned the church, came up with hell
Who was the drifter, what was the trip
Who came too far, who went too deep
Who was the junkie
Who played the drug
Where will it take us
When will it stop
Who’ll see the exit
The suffering lot
Who turned the page, who took the load
Who died for love, who was never born
Who took the gaspipe, who took the rope
Who questioned yes to answer no
Who was the sailor
On which fake boat
Who ran for faith
Came up with gold
Who’ll see the exit
The end alone
