Father Lambert can't you see
The time has come for truth and honesty
The fear with which religion used to rule
Is crumbling within your parish walls
Look to your churches
Shining jewels and golden
Shrines to the glory
Of a million starving souls
Yes, your gold could fill their bowls
Oh fellow person can't you see
You are the same, the very same as me
My God is life, and love in every day
No need for your treasures locked away
Look to your churches
Shining jewels and golden
Shrines to the glory
Of a million starving souls
Yes, your gold could fill their bowls