We got into the car with the true believers
We could tell they were by the words they spoke
They were talking of Jesus and all He was doing
They were sharing their favourites from the Holy Book
And I was with them every step of the way
'Cause I’m a believer saved by grace
And they didn’t know in the back seat was my brother Jack
We travelled on the 2 hour journey
Singing along to gospel radio
The my brother Jack quite unexpected said
«Do you mind if I listen to my favourite band?»
And maybe it was when the singer let out a word
Four syllables long and not ever heard
In their church circles
That the believers attacked
How could you play music that evil?
How could you speak of someone’s mother like that?
Whatever is pure, whatever is holy
We think on these things «so here’s your record back!»
And maybe it was just 'cause we arrived at the place
My fellow believers didn’t see his face
But red was the anger all over my brother Jack
Well I pulled them aside just before our performance
And told them the story of my brother Jack
He’s not a believer but one who is searching
And I told him that Jesus loves him where he’s at And when I was speaking
Well suddenly I wondered
If we really knew why
Millions of people felt like my brother Jack
They’ve come to our churches and they’re not coming back
Please God save our souls
And my sweet brother Jack