The House the Masons Built

Readers will be amused to hear there is a really nice part for a xylophone in this song. 

Unfortunately, not only do I not have a xylophone, but I can't play the xylophone and guitar at the same time.

To those readers who are irritated by my songs, normal service will be resumed today.

The House the Masons Built

This is the house that the masons are building
A derelict chapel falling into ruins
You’ll wake up wonderin’
‘What are they doing?’
But this is the house that the masons are building

You open up a newspaper and lo and behold
A new language emanates from Rome
The old certainties are being buried beneath
The place you knew as home

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid”
You were told a Saint,
A prophet and beloved Pope
But now “don’t be afraid in a changing age,
A new programme has been installed”

But you’ll say…
“This is the house that the masons are building
A derelict chapel falling into ruins!”
“What in Heaven’s name do they think they are doing?”
Ah but this is the house that the masons are building

This is the house that the masons are building
A field hospital where physicians are dealing
Poison to the wounded that they claimed to be healing
‘Cos Truth was the medicine the soldiers needed

With a phone call,
With an interview,
A Synod or two
Discard the ancient and embrace the new
Ah the demolition of the foundations
Will be in our grasp quite soon!
The dissenters will have nowhere to turn anymore
And they are baggage we can leave behind
Under a Roman sky
We shall unveil the sign
The new Church of the world will shine

There is nothing, nobody on Earth who could stop us now
A new religion that will bind each man
In fraternity, solidarity, our Big Brotherhood of Man
By the time we’re done your protest will be little and late
Far too late to stop the plan of old
What you once held sacred is sacred no longer
Because our masons are in control

But you’ll say
This is the house that the masons are building
Where traditional Bishops meet with a glass ceiling
“Investigate that prelate for promoting kneeling
We don’t want these people really believing!”

This is the house that the masons are building
Where Jesus is exchanged
For a utopian scheme leaving
A derelict chapel in rubble beneath
The house that the masons have nearly completed

This is the house that the masons are building
A derelict chapel falling into ruins
You’ll wake up one day screaming
‘What are they doing?’
But then she warned you
This was the house that the masons were building.