John was the writer tell me
who was John

                             Brother
John was the writer (Calling Hey John!
                         Ho John!)
in words of fire (Well,
John don’t you write no more;
don't you write no more).

Eternal City, Rome is.
fallen stone
                    standing
Eternal City, struck to
                    white flame,
      bold flame;
the blazing houses all
Glory Hallelujah cry‚
Hallelujah cry.

All those angels
                   Stoned in thunder,
Snow white angels
                   Brought to ruin,
Son of David
                   Done gone under.
Son of man:

That pen of fire moving
on to Koln
                    rocking
church and the city (Shouting
                    Ho John,
Rome town):

a shell-fire image, those
brought to ruin .houses (no more,
don’t you write no more!)
Well now, they tell me Kolner
rock ran cold
                    Jesus
down by the river; digging
                    ground down
       deep found
another city; done
gone under Koln to Rome
under Koln to Rome:

Mary’s baby
            Done gone under,
Son of David
            Brought to ruin,
Bleeding lamb
            Stoned in thunder.
Son of man.

I been a witness (tell it)
who was John
                   Brother
John was the writer (shout it)
                   Rome town,
      Koln town,
that pen of fire (Ho!
John, don’t you write no more;
don’t you write no more!)