Tricked us into thinking that we invited you But it's you who called us to your chorus Oh, change your minds about who we are in your pews Whores and taxmen enter in before us All of us are broken and we belong to you We didn't reject Jesus, we forsook his cartoon And every hot-aired stereotype that parades in a balloon But we wonder, "How now is soon?" All of us are broken and we belong to you You weren't holy enough for them And you trashed a room Not sure if you worе pants, but you took off from the tomb Still, we wonder, "How now is soon?"