1838 - Intellectual

[Verse I: Graham Woodward]

With their hands in their pockets, they followed the prophet for weeks

And they didn't ever stop, no

Until they reached the home of Adam and Eve

They didn't know it wasn't all a game

But now they'll be treated the very same

Jesus said to be a good neighbor

Or you'll be dead with the fruits of your labor

Here the militia meet; they're coming at the creek

Now, what are you gonna do?

And so that's one for Brigham Young, too

With their hands in their pockets they followed the prophet for weeks

And they didn't ever stop until they reached Jackson County

Broke in to fight when they're asleep

The women and children, and others too, I would presume

Jesus said to be a good neighbor

Or you'll be dead with the fruits of your labor

Hear the militia come; they're firing their guns, now

Where are you gonna go? (Run away now)

Stuck in the smithery; they're blown to smithereens, now

What are you gonna do?

Thereupon that Colonel Tom flew

[Post-Chorus: Nate Gilliatt and Graham Woodward]

And they'll fight you to the death

Yeah, they'll fight you to the death

Jesus, I’m with you

Joseph, you’re with me

Jesus, I’m with you

You and Elohim